I was believed to be Rabasco, and this scoundrel insisted that I was.

The papers in our respective pockets seemed to prove it.

The papers in mine connected me with the intended rebellion.

A swift military trial, and within a few hours I was on my way to serve a life sentence of imprisonment in Yucatan.
"Rabasco, the self-asserted Don Luis, was turned loose.

We looked not unlike in those days.