"Is Marmion dead ?" "Dead as a door-nail.

Now we must be off; we have wasted too much time already." If the Ranchero supposed that Frank would allow himself to be captured a second time, he was sadly mistaken.

The boy was free, and he determined to remain so.
"Pierre," said he, filled with rage at the words of the robber, "I may have a chance to square accounts with you some day, and if I do I'll remember that you killed my dog." "Come, now, no nonsense," said the Ranchero, gruffly.

"You are my prisoner, you know." "I think not.

Stand where you are; don't come a step nearer." While this conversation was going on, Pierre had been walking slowly up the path, and, as Frank ceased speaking, he made a sudden rush, intending to seize Roderick by the bridle.