Bandolero; Or,
The Bandolero; Or, A Marriage among the Mountains
作者：Reid, Mayne, 1818-1883
体例：题 章数：115
字数：262,417 来源：Project Gutenberg
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章节目录
共 115 题- Produced by Nick Hodson of London, England
- CHAPTER ONE.
- A CITY OF ANGELS.
- I can testify to one heart thus sweetly scathed.
- CHAPTER TWO.
- A CITY OF DEVILS.
- The Monroe doctrine was touched; and along with it the Yankee "dander."
- CHAPTER THREE.
- THE LADY IN THE BALCON.
- I noted the name of the street. It was the Calle del Obispo.
- CHAPTER FOUR.
- A PAIR OF COUNTERPARTS.
- I determined to try again.
- I felt a little vexed at having thrown away my sword-knot!
- I intended it only for a transitory glance. It became fixed.
- CHAPTER FIVE.
- A NOCTURNAL SORTIE.
- CHAPTER SIX.
- CHAPTER SEVEN.
- BRIGANDAGE IN NEW SPAIN.
- CHAPTER EIGHT.
- A RIVAL TRACKED TO HIS ROOF-TREE.
- I followed him.
- CHAPTER NINE.
- MUERA EL AMERICANO!
- I stood eyeing my assailants, undecided about the selection.
- CHAPTER TEN.
- THE STREET OF THE SPARROWS.
- I hesitated to tempt the attack.
- CHAPTER ELEVEN.
- THE RED HATS.
- CHAPTER TWELVE.
- CHAPTER THIRTEEN.
- A PLEASANT MISCONCEPTION.
- I had reasons for keeping my incognito.
- CHAPTER FOURTEEN.
- QUE COSA?
- I was right. It was Francisco Moreno!
- CHAPTER FIFTEEN.
- LIFE FOR LIFE.
- CHAPTER SIXTEEN.
- EARLY BIRDS.
- I did likewise.
- I did the same--with a different intent.
- CHAPTER SEVENTEEN.
- AT MATINS.
- CHAPTER EIGHTEEN.
- A CHALLENGE IN A CHURCH.
- The voice said:--
- I glanced into the gloom behind me.
- CHAPTER NINETEEN.
- A QUIET STREET.
- CHAPTER TWENTY.
- RESCUED BY RED HATS.
- I thought of Francisco of again throwing myself upon his protection.
- I heard them make the declaration to the young soldier himself.
- CHAPTER TWENTY ONE.
- SIX O'CLOCK--IN THE ALAMEDA!
- CHAPTER TWENTY TWO.
- APPOINTMENT AND DISAPPOINTMENT.
- CHAPTER TWENTY THREE.
- HER NAME IS DOLORES.
- I had conceived a half hope.
- I had been made the catspaw of a heartless coquette!
- CHAPTER TWENTY FOUR.
- A PARTING GLANCE AT PUEBLA.
- CHAPTER TWENTY FIVE.
- AN ANTIPATHY TO ROBBERS.
- I was half mad, when I heard that he had been murdered.
- CHAPTER TWENTY SIX.
- THE GREAT STRATEGIST.
- CHAPTER TWENTY SEVEN.
- A BEREAVED PARENT.
- CHAPTER TWENTY EIGHT.
- A DISOBEDIENT DAUGHTER.
- I understood the significance of the sad speech, and remained silent.
- CHAPTER TWENTY NINE.
- DON SAMUEL BRUNO.
- I put the question to himself.
- CHAPTER THIRTY.
- A YANKEE JEHU.
- CHAPTER THIRTY ONE.
- DEMONTE.
- I had time to reflect, as I followed him.
- I had not forgotten her. In that hour I knew that I never should.
- CHAPTER THIRTY TWO.
- PARADISE FROM THE PILLORY.
- CHAPTER THIRTY THREE.
- A RUDE INTERRUPTION.
- CHAPTER THIRTY FOUR.
- PADRE CORNAGA.
- CHAPTER THIRTY FIVE.
- SAD BUT SWEET.
- I waited for no further explanation on the part of the Franciscan.
- I placed it between his lips; and poured down a portion of its contents.
- CHAPTER THIRTY SIX.
- THE BANDITS AT BAY.
- CHAPTER THIRTY SEVEN.
- A SCOUNDREL SAFELY SCREENED.
- I pointed to one of the pines that stood conspicuous on the cliff.
- CHAPTER THIRTY EIGHT.
- THE SWING BRIDGE.
- I stood for some time chafing, irresolute.
- I shouted to attract his attention.
- I shouted a second time, louder than before.
- I could bear the suspense no longer.
- CHAPTER THIRTY NINE.
- GUIDED BY A RENEGADE.
- I was undeceived, on seeing him glide gently over the edge.
- I craned my head outward, and looked below.
- On touching it, he stopped, looked upwards, and called out:--
- CHAPTER FORTY.
- THE CONSUMMATION.
- It was no longer "Querido Francisco!"
- THE END.