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The
act
had
a
very
different
intent
,
though
it
was
not
perceived
by
Diaz
;
who
,
puzzled
by
her
behaviour
,
sate
speechless
in
his
saddle
.
Not
till
he
felt
the
noose
closing
around
his
elbows
did
he
suspect
her
design
;
and
then
too
late
to
hinder
its
execution
.
In
another
instant
his
arms
were
pinioned
to
his
sides
--
both
the
butt
of
his
pistol
and
the
hilt
of
his
macheté
beyond
the
grasp
of
his
fingers
!
He
had
not
even
time
to
attempt
releasing
himself
from
the
loop
.
Before
he
could
lay
hand
upon
the
rope
,
it
tightened
around
his
body
,
and
with
a
violent
pluck
jerked
him
out
of
his
saddle
--
throwing
him
stunned
and
senseless
to
the
ground
.
"
Now
,
Don
Miguel
Diaz
!
"
cried
she
who
had
caused
this
change
of
situation
,
and
who
was
now
seen
upon
her
horse
,
with
head
turned
homeward
,
the
lazo
strained
taut
from
the
saddle-tree
.
"
Menace
me
no
more
!
Make
no
attempt
to
release
yourself
.
Stir
but
a
finger
,
and
I
spur
on
!
Cruel
villain
!
coward
as
you
are
,
you
would
have
killed
me
--
I
saw
it
in
your
eye
.
Ha
!
the
tables
are
turned
,
and
now
--
"
Perceiving
that
there
was
no
rejoinder
,
she
interrupted
her
speech
,
still
keeping
the
lazo
at
a
stretch
,
with
her
eyes
fixed
upon
the
fallen
man
.
El
Coyote
lay
upon
the
ground
,
his
arms
enlaced
in
the
loop
,
without
stirring
,
and
silent
as
a
stick
of
wood
.
The
fall
from
his
horse
had
deprived
him
of
speech
,
and
consciousness
at
the
same
time
.
To
all
appearance
he
was
dead
--
his
steed
alone
showing
life
by
its
loud
neighing
,
as
it
reared
back
among
the
bushes
.
"
Holy
Virgin
!
have
I
killed
him
?
"
she
exclaimed
,
reining
her
horse
slightly
backward
,
though
still
keeping
him
headed
away
,
and
ready
to
spring
to
the
spur
.
"
Mother
of
God
!
I
did
not
intend
it
--
though
I
should
be
justified
in
doing
even
that
:
for
too
surely
did
he
intend
to
kill
me
!
Is
he
dead
,
or
is
it
a
ruse
to
get
me
near
?
By
our
good
Guadaloupe
!
I
shall
leave
others
to
decide
There
's
not
much
fear
of
his
overtaking
me
,
before
I
can
reach
home
;
and
if
he
's
in
any
danger
the
people
of
the
hacienda
will
get
back
soon
enough
to
release
him
.
Good
day
,
Don
Miguel
Diaz
!
Hasta
luego
!
"
With
these
words
upon
her
lips
--
the
levity
of
which
proclaimed
her
conscience
clear
of
having
committed
a
crime
she
drew
a
small
sharp-bladed
knife
from
beneath
the
bodice
of
her
dress
;
severed
the
rope
short
off
from
her
saddle-bow
;
and
,
driving
the
spur
deep
into
the
flanks
of
her
horse
,
galloped
off
out
of
the
glade
--
leaving
Diaz
upon
the
ground
,
still
encircled
by
the
loop
of
the
lazo
!
