CHAPTER XXXIX.

HOW LOPEZ AGAIN MEETS WITH KATIE, AND HOW KATIE SHOWS NO JOY AT HER

DELIVERANCE.

Katie remained, as has been stated, in the lower room, which had been

Ashby's place of imprisonment. She was not long left alone: soon she

heard the noise of footsteps. There was nothing in this sound to

alarm her, however, and so she waited quite calmly, thinking that the

new-comer might be more friendly than the last, and that this new

turn of affairs might improve her position. The door opened, and a

man entered in the dress of an officer, while behind him there were

visible soldiers in the uniform of the Spanish army. These men

carried torches.

The first comer, also had a torch, which he held high above his head

as he stared about and peered through the gloom. At length he caught

sight of Katie, and, with a cry of joy, advanced straight toward her.

It was not until he had come close to her that Katie was able to

recognize Lopez.

"Why, Captain Lopez!" she said, in excellent Spanish; for her Spanish

connections, and life in Spain, had made her as familiar as a native

with that language. "I never was so amazed in my life. I never heard

that you were here; why haven't I seen you before?"

Lopez paused for a moment in surprise at Katie's words, and still

more at her manner.

"I've only arrived this instant," said he, "and I've come here to

save you from these brigands, and congratulate you and myself on my

good-fortune in finding you. The other ladies I cannot find. I hope,

senorita, that you have not suffered much while here a prisoner in

the hands of these ruffians?"

"Oh no," said Katie.

"This room is not fit for you," continued Lopez, "and you shall at

once be removed to a more comfortable apartment."

Such a proposal as this was by no means agreeable to Katie, who liked

the idea of the secret passage, and did not wish to go out of reach

of it.

"Oh, do not take me away from here!" said she. "I assure you I prefer

this room to any other. In fact, I am quite attached to it."

Lopez laughed.

"Really," said he, "I had no idea that a prisoner could become

attached to such a gloomy dungeon as this. Ah, senorita, you are

jesting. I assure you, however, that there are better rooms than this

in the castle, and in a few minutes you shall be taken to one. You

shall also be provided with proper attendants; for there are

women about the castle who can wait on you."

Lopez was so earnest and determined that Katie saw plainly the

uselessness of any further objections, and therefore murmured a few

civil words of thanks.

Lopez looked profoundly disappointed. He had come in the glory of a

conqueror--more, of a deliverer; to free Katie from the grasp of a

remorseless tyrant; to break in pieces her chains; to snatch her from

the jaws of death. He had expected to see her on the verge of

despair; he had fully counted on being received by her in wild and

eager excitement, almost like a messenger from Heaven. It was upon

all this that he had counted, as he had toiled to effect her rescue.

His task had been by no means light. Fortune had favored him, or else

his toil would all have been unavailing. His rescue of her in so

short a time was therefore very near the miraculous. And now as he

came to her, after all his efforts, after all this brilliant success,

with these hopes and expectations, he found his arrival greeted

in the coolest manner, and treated as the most commonplace thing in

the world. More than this, instead of finding Katie languishing in

her dungeon, he found her actually unwilling to leave it, and

pretending that she had an "attachment for it." Of course, all this

was pretence and affectation, yet still there was something

underneath which Lopez could not quite comprehend. For the present he

could only conceal his deep disappointment and vexation as best he

might, and arrange his plans for the future.

After retiring for a few minutes, he came back with a woman. This was

one of the women who had been captured, and was now allowed to remain

on condition of service, the particular service required of her being

merely attendance upon Katie.

Lopez here had a fresh disappointment. He had seen Katie's solitary

state, and thought that by bringing her an attendant he would give

her pleasure. But to Katie the presence of any attendant was

exceedingly distasteful. It was like having a spy set over her. It

was bad enough to be taken away from within reach of those secret

passages, but to be afflicted with this attendant and spy was too

much.

Lopez noticed her slight frown and her downcast look. He was

surprised once more, and more disappointed than ever.

"And now, senorita," said Lopez, "if you are quite ready, I will show

you the way to the new room, where you may stay so long as you remain

here."

"Very well, senor captain," said Katie, quietly.

"If you have any luggage, it shall be sent up to-morrow."

"Thanks, senor."

Upon this Captain Lopez went out with the torch, and Katie, with her

attendant, followed. She noticed, as she went, that there were marks

of great confusion in the castle; some men were bound, others lying

wounded, with women weeping over them; others again, in the Spanish

uniform, were lolling about, drinking and carousing.

Katie followed Lopez up-stairs, and here in the upper hall there were

the same signs as below, though the crowd of men was not so great nor

so noisy. Passing through this, they came to a third stairway, which

ran up from one side of this upper hall and led into a passage-way

higher still. Here Lopez opened a door, and, on entering, Katie saw a

room which was smaller than those below. One or two mats were on the

stone floor. There was a couch at one end covered with skins, and at

the other a large chest. The room bore marks of having been recently

occupied, and Katie thought that perhaps the occupant had been "His

Majesty."

The windows here, of which there were several, were narrow slits like

those below; and a hasty glance showed Katie that they looked down

into the court-yard. This, however, gave her no consolation. It was a

matter of indifference now where she was. Having been taken away from

the neighborhood of those friendly passageways, all other places

seemed equally objectionable. Her discontent and dejection were

evident in her face, though she made no remark.

"I am sorry," said Lopez, "deeply sorry that I have nothing better

than this room to offer; but I hope that before long we shall be able

to leave the castle."

Katie did not hope so, and, in fact, did not know whether to hope so

or not. All would depend upon circumstances. And as she did not know

how circumstances were, and was not willing to ask, she did not know

what to say now; so she simply said the very non-committal words,

"Thanks, senor."

Lopez could tell pretty well why she said no more than this. It was

because she felt dissatisfied about something in connection with her

rescue--but what that something was he could not conjecture. That was

the mystery which baffled him. However, he had sense enough to see

that his own best course was to leave her to her own devices, and not

annoy her by ill-timed questions. So he prepared to depart.

"Senorita," said he, "this woman is your attendant. If you are afraid

to be alone, she will sleep in the room with you; but, if you prefer

it, she will not."

"Oh, I should so very much prefer being left alone, Captain Lopez!"

said Katie, hurriedly.

Lopez looked surprised.

"Oh, very well," said he; "but I thought you were so timid that you

would prefer having some one."

"Oh no--thanks! I'm not at all timid," said Katie.

This was a new surprise to Lopez, who had believed Katie to be the

most timid young lady living. But he said nothing more. He merely

wished her good-night; and, having directed the attendant to leave,

he locked the door after him and went away, a deeply disappointed and

a deeply meditating man.

Katie sprang to the door, held her ear close, and listened till the

footsteps had died away. Then she hurried back. Her quick eye had

noticed the fragment of a wax-candle on the floor, in a corner. Some

matches were lying loosely about, which had evidently been used by

"His Majesty" to light the royal pipe. With one of these Katie

lighted the candle, and surveyed the apartment once more.

There was a fireplace here, deep, but not so high or large as the

others before mentioned. This Katie examined first. Alas! she saw

nothing. The chimney ran straight up, and not an opening appeared.

After this she retreated dejectedly, and examined no farther.

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