"But before we ride on let us see who the fellows are, for, 'pon my soul, they have not the looks of a patrol from Caracas." As he spoke, Carmen dismounted and closely examined the prostrate men's facings.
"_Caramba!_ They belong to the regiment of Irun." "I remember them.

They were in Murillo's _corp d'armee_ at Vittoria." "I wish they were at Vittoria now.

Their headquarters are at La Victoria! Worse luck!" "Why ?" "Because there may be more of them.

You suggested just now the possibility of a squadron.

How if we meet a regiment ?" "We should be in rather a bad scrape." "We are in a bad scrape, _amigo mio_.