But fate had decided otherwise.
When we reached the gate, the officer confined me immediately in the guard-house, and I sat down on my trunk.

The officer was a taciturn Spaniard who did not even condescend to honour me with an answer, when I told him that I had money and would like to have someone to wait on me.

I had to pass the night on a little straw, and without food, in the midst of the Spanish soldiers.

It was the second night of the sort that my destiny had condemned me to, immediately after two delightful nights.

My good angel doubtless found some pleasure in bringing such conjunctions before my mind for the benefit of my instruction.