10/11 I fear not exile; I fear not reverse; I no longer fear poverty itself. All lands, where the sound of the trumpet is not unknown, can afford career to the soldier, who asks from Heaven no other boon but his mistress and his sword." "You will seek to abstract Beatriz, then ?" said Calderon, calmly and musingly. "Yes--it may be your best course, if you take the requisite precautions. But can you see her? I trust I have already paved the way to an interview. |