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Two
of
them
are
Zeb
Stump
and
Louise
Poindexter
;
the
third
Captain
Cassius
Calhoun
.
The
old
hunter
,
with
instinct
keenly
on
the
alert
,
has
discovered
some
underhanded
action
--
the
actors
being
Miguel
Diaz
and
his
men
,
associated
with
a
half-score
of
like
characters
of
a
different
race
--
the
"
rowdies
"
of
the
settlement
.
Zeb
has
traced
the
action
to
its
instigator
--
the
ex-captain
of
volunteer
cavalry
.
He
has
communicated
his
discovery
to
the
young
Creole
,
who
is
equal
to
the
understanding
of
it
.
It
is
the
too
clear
comprehension
of
its
truth
that
now
inspires
her
with
a
keen
solicitude
.
Anxiously
she
awaits
every
word
of
news
--
watches
the
road
leading
from
the
Fort
to
Casa
del
Corvo
,
as
if
the
sentence
of
her
own
death
,
or
the
security
of
her
life
,
hung
upon
the
lips
of
some
courier
to
come
that
way
!
She
dares
not
show
herself
at
the
prison
.
There
are
soldiers
on
guard
,
and
spectators
around
it
--
a
crowd
of
the
idle
curious
,
who
,
in
all
countries
,
seem
to
feel
some
sort
of
sombre
enjoyment
in
the
proximity
of
those
who
have
committed
great
crimes
.
There
is
an
additional
piquancy
in
the
circumstances
of
this
one
.
The
criminal
is
insane
;
or
,
at
all
events
,
for
the
time
out
of
his
senses
.
The
guard-house
doors
are
at
all
hours
besieged
--
to
the
great
discomfort
of
the
sentries
--
by
people
eager
to
listen
to
the
mutterings
of
the
delirious
man
.
A
lady
could
not
pass
in
without
having
scores
of
eyes
turned
inquiringly
upon
her
.
Louise
Poindexter
can
not
run
the
gauntlet
of
those
looks
without
risk
to
her
reputation
.
Left
to
herself
,
perhaps
she
would
have
attempted
it
.
Watched
by
a
father
whose
suspicions
are
already
awakened
;
by
a
near
relation
,
equally
interested
in
preserving
her
spotless
,
before
the
eyes
of
the
world
--
she
has
no
opportunity
for
the
act
of
imprudence
.
She
can
only
stay
at
home
;
now
shut
up
in
her
solitary
chamber
,
solaced
by
the
remembrance
of
those
ravings
to
which
she
had
listened
upon
the
Alamo
;
now
upon
the
azotea
,
cheered
by
the
recollection
of
that
sweet
time
spent
among
the
mezquite
trees
,
the
spot
itself
almost
discernible
,
where
she
had
surrendered
the
proudest
passion
of
her
heart
;
but
saddened
by
the
thought
that
he
to
whom
she
surrendered
it
is
now
humiliated
--
disgraced
--
shut
up
within
the
walls
of
a
gaol
--
perchance
to
be
delivered
from
it
only
unto
death
!
To
her
it
was
happy
tidings
,
when
,
upon
the
morning
of
the
fourth
day
,
Zeb
Stump
made
his
appearance
at
Casa
del
Corro
,
bringing
the
intelligence
;
that
the
"
hoss-sogers
hed
kum
back
to
the
Fort
.
"
