For perhaps the first time in his life Jack Singleton found himself at a

loss for words. As a rule he had plenty to say for himself, but now he

found himself suddenly dumb. He had heard his friend Carlos speak of

his sister Isolda with patronising, brotherly affection as "a good

child", "a nice little thing", "not half a bad sort", and so on, and he

seemed to remember that only a day or two ago Carlos had casually

mentioned that his sister was just sixteen years of age; he had

therefore pictured the girl to himself as a hoyden, in the transition

stage of frocks that are neither short nor long, but betwixt and

between, a girl with hair flying loose about her shoulders--in short, a

girl. And now, all unprepared, he found himself grasping the hand of a

glorious creature of absolutely dazzling loveliness, with the face,

form, and manners of an irresistibly fascinating woman, who, despite her

sixteen years of age, looked as though she might be quite twenty. He

stammered out a few halting and stumbling words of thanks for her kindly

welcome of him, feeling all the time that he would have liked to kick

himself for his stupid gaucherie; and then turned to receive the

greeting of Senora Montijo. This lady was simply an older edition of

her lovely daughter, with a more composed and stately manner, and her

welcome to Jack was cordiality itself; and presently they all turned and

made their way into the house, which they entered by way of a wide

doorway furnished with two leaves, now thrown wide open, the upper

panels of which were fitted with Venetian lattices for the admission of

air and the exclusion of the too-ardent beams of the sun. This doorway

gave entrance to a large, marble-paved hall extending the entire depth

of the house from front to back, as was to be seen from the fact that

another door, opposite that by which the party had just entered, stood

wide open, through which could be seen another broad veranda running

along the back of the house, beyond which could be caught a glimpse of

what appeared to be a kind of courtyard, with more lawns and flower

beds, and a handsome fountain in the centre. The hall was adorned with

beautiful flowering plants in large tubs, and furnished with an abundant

supply of settees and luxuriously-cushioned basket chairs, and seemed to

be used as a kind of lounging place, for which it was eminently adapted,

since the two open doors caused a constant draught of comparatively cool

air through the apartment. There were a few good pictures on the walls,

as well as a gun-rack, well fitted with sporting guns and rifles; and a

hatstand which, in addition to its legitimate use, formed a convenient

support for sundry riding-whips and pairs of spurs. Two passages,

leading to right and left out of this hall, gave access, as Jack

subsequently discovered, to the rooms located at the extremities of the

building.

"Now, Jack, old chap," said Carlos, linking his arm in that of his

friend, after a moment's murmured conversation with his mother, "let me

take you to your room. You will be glad to have a wash and brush-up

after our dusty journey; and by the time that you are ready, second

breakfast will be served." And, so saying, he conducted Singleton out

through the rear door of the hall into the back veranda, which, as Jack

now saw, ran not only along the entire rear face of the main building

but also along the face of two wings which projected therefrom at right

angles, one at each end of the house. These wings, it appeared,

provided the sleeping accommodation, bathrooms, lavatories, and so on,

of the establishment; beyond which again were the kitchen and other

domestic offices, and the coach-house and stables, with the lawn,

fountain, and flower beds between, the buildings being shaded not only

by the broad veranda, but also by rows of orange, lemon, lime, and peach

trees, the fragrance from which imparted an indescribably refreshing

character to the air. Turning to the left as they emerged from the

hall, Carlos conducted his friend along the left wing until they reached

the last door but one, which the young Cuban threw open, ushering his

friend into a neatly furnished and clean bedroom, in which Jack's

overland trunk had already been deposited.

"The Madre has put you in here, Jack," Carlos explained, "because the

room faces east, and will therefore be cool when you turn in at night,

while the trees in front shield it from the morning sun. Also it is

next to the men's bathroom, and therefore will be handy for your bath,

night and morning. Now, there are water, soap, and towels; if you

require anything else, shout for Antonio, and he will bring you whatever

you want. Breakfast will be ready in a quarter of an hour."

CHAPTER SEVEN.

DON SEBASTIAN ALVAROS THREATENS TROUBLE.

"Second breakfast" in the West Indies is the equivalent of luncheon in

England, except that the former is perhaps the more elaborate meal of

the two; when therefore Jack, escorted by Carlos, entered the fine, airy

dining-room, it at once became evident that he was about to sit down to

a very substantial repast, for which he was not at all sorry, as the

long journey had given him a most excellent appetite. Moreover, he had

by this time recovered the equilibrium which had been so seriously

disturbed by his first sight of Senorita Isolda, and had again found the

use of his tongue; it was therefore a very gay and happy quintette that

arranged itself around the well-furnished table. Jack was of course by

this time on almost as intimate terms with Don Hermoso as he was with

Carlos, and he presently discovered that the ladies were disposed to

treat him rather as an old friend than as a new acquaintance; and he

told himself that his visit to Cuba promised to be one of the most

pleasant experiences of his life.

The meal over, Don Hermoso excused himself, as there were naturally many

matters demanding his earliest attention after his long absence from

home; while the Senora had her household affairs to attend to. Carlos

therefore took the task of entertaining Jack upon himself, with his

sister as chief assistant, and proposed a ride, as there were many

charming spots in the neighbourhood that he wished his friend to see.

The horses were accordingly ordered, and the three young people,

despising the usual afternoon siesta, set off, taking a path which led

upward through a wild and most picturesque ravine, down which a mountain

stream brawled and foamed, the murmurous tumult of its waters mingling

musically with the sough of the wind in the multitudinous trees that

clothed the hillsides, and imparting a most welcome sensation of

coolness to the atmosphere. They rode at a foot pace, first because

they were in no hurry, and secondly because the path was narrow and

rough, there being room only for two riders abreast; Carlos therefore

led the way, with Jack and Dona Isolda following close at his horse's

tail. They had not been ten minutes under way when they arrived at a

spot the marvellous natural beauty of which caused Jack to exclaim aloud

in his astonishment: for upon rounding a bend in the path they found

themselves in a little amphitheatre, about five hundred yards across,

the tree-clad sides of which rose precipitously to a great height on

either hand, and were gorgeous with great clustering blooms of every

imaginable hue, from purest white through every shade of colour to a

deep rich purple that looked almost black where seen in shadow; while

the air, almost motionless down in the hollow, was heavy with the

mingling of a thousand exquisite perfumes. The floor of this

amphitheatre consisted of a great basin of rock, partly filled with fine

white sand brought down from the uplands during countless generations by

the flow of the stream, the basin being brimful of crystal-clear water

which came pouring and plashing into it from above over a series of

miniature cataracts, the lowest of which, about twelve feet high,

impinged upon a small ledge of rock which projected into the basin for

the space of about a yard.

"This," said Carlos, "is our swimming bath, to which we often come for a

dip in the early morning; it is absolutely private, all this being our

own property, and nobody but ourselves ever passes here. What think you

of it, Jack; is it not perfect?"

Jack pronounced it magnificent, and there and then undertook to join

Carlos in a dip on the following and every other morning during his

stay. The water was about twenty feet deep, and the place was

consequently perfect for swimming in. By the side of the road, at a

spot where there happened to be a few square yards of level ground, the

surface had been cleared of the luxuriant undergrowth, and a small

bathing house, containing two dressing-rooms--one for either sex--had

been erected; and here the bathing dresses were kept and the necessary

changes of costume made.

Having spent a little time in admiring this glorious bathing pool, the

party moved onward again, and, following the ever-rising path, at

length, after a most delightful ride of about five miles through a

continuous succession of scenes of surpassing beauty, emerged upon an

open tableland, from which a most extensive and glorious view of mile

upon mile of the southern slope of the island was to be obtained, with

the sea shining in soft, opalescent tints beyond, and the Isla de Pinos,

with its three curiously shaped mountains, lying on the horizon. The

white sails of a few coasting craft gleamed pearl-like here and there,

just discernible at that distance, and Jack searched the watery expanse

for some sign of the _Thetis_; but she had vanished. Doubtless she was

on the other side of Cape San Antonio by this time, and therefore well

on her way round to Havana. Being thus reminded of the existence of the

yacht, Jack was suddenly inspired with a brilliant idea, which he

promptly communicated to Carlos.

"Look here, Carlos, old chap," he exclaimed, "if the yacht is not likely

to be required for other service just at present, why should not we all

take a cruise in her round the island and over to Jamaica, from whence

we might even go on to some of the other islands? I am sure that the

trip would do your mother and sister a vast amount of good. Have you

ever been out of Cuba, Senorita?"

"Never," answered Dona Isolda. "I was born here, and, less lucky than

Carlos, was also educated here; so that I know nothing whatever about

the great outside world, save what I have read of it in books. Havana

is my conception of a great and handsome city, so you may guess how

ignorant I am, and how intensely I should enjoy seeing other places. Do

you think, Carlos mio, that Senor Singleton's suggestion is possible of

realisation?"

"It may be," answered Carlos, a little doubtfully. "Everything will, of

course, depend upon what news may come from the Junta. I know that the

Padre has placed the vessel unreservedly at their disposal--rather

unwisely, I think--and I shall be very much surprised if they do not

make the fullest possible use of her. But, of course, if she is not

likely to be required for a month or two, I think it would be an

admirable plan for us all to go for a cruise in her. It would tend to

avert suspicion from her, too, for I am pretty certain that it will not

be wise to leave her lying idle in Havana or in any other of our

harbours. I will mention the matter to the Padre at the first

favourable opportunity."

"I am sure it would do Mamma a vast amount of good," remarked Senorita

Isolda; "and it might also have the effect of putting a stop to the

visits of Senor Alvaros, who is fast becoming an unendurable nuisance."

"Indeed! In what way?" demanded Carlos sharply.

"Why," answered Senorita Isolda, "we are never free from him. He rides

over here three or four times a week, and makes himself as much at home

as though the place belonged to him, although he has never received the

slightest encouragement either from Mamma or from me. And then he bores

me with his unwelcome attentions."

"Ah!" ejaculated Carlos through his clenched teeth; "somehow I feared as

much. The fellow must be choked off by some means. The question is,

how to do it without giving offence. You see," he continued, turning to

Jack, "we Cubans are in an exceedingly awkward position, and are obliged

to walk most circumspectly. We are compelled to submit to many things

that are utterly distasteful to us, for if we did not we should at once

be suspected of harbouring designs inimical to the Government; and, once

regarded with suspicion, our liberty, our property, ay, even our lives,

would be imperilled."

"A confoundedly unpleasant state of things, in truth," said Jack; "but

surely it does not extend so far that you dare not give a man a hint

that his visits to your house are distasteful?"

"Indeed it does, though," answered Carlos. "Suppose, for example, that

my father were to hint to this fellow Alvaros that he is not wanted

here, and that his visits must cease, the probability is that the man--

who, I may mention, is captain of a regiment of infantry--would at once

proceed to hint to his superiors that all is not right with us, when

there is no knowing what dreadful thing might happen. The fact is, that

the pride of these fellows is so intense and so sensitive, and they are

withal so destitute of principle, that if a man dares to offend one of

them he at once makes every Spaniard in the island his enemy."

"How would it be if I were to pick a quarrel with him?" suggested Jack.

"They would not dare to interfere with me."

"I am by no means so sure of that," answered Carlos. "They could do

nothing to you openly, of course; but open, honest, daylight methods are

not regarded here with very much respect just at present, and you might

perhaps mysteriously disappear. Oh, no, it would never do for you to

attempt to interfere, Jack! On the contrary, you must most studiously

refrain from anything and everything that would be in the least likely

to breed ill blood between you and the Spaniards, because--who knows?--

we may need your help ere long. And that you could only effectively

give by maintaining good relations with the Government and its

representatives."

Conversing thus, they at length turned their horses' heads and slowly

took their way back toward the house; and by the time that they reached

it Jack found himself upon terms of almost as complete intimacy with

Senorita Isolda as those he was on with her brother. For, despite the

intense pride which seems to be so strongly marked a characteristic of

all who have Spanish blood in their veins, Senorita Isolda was a most

charmingly ingenuous, unsophisticated girl, frank and open as the day;

furthermore, she had been so long accustomed to hear Jack spoken of

admiringly by Carlos that she had insensibly acquired a strong

predisposition in his favour; and, finally, and quite contrary to rule,

when at length she met him in the flesh she instantly decided that this

stalwart, handsome young Englishman was all that Carlos had represented

him to be--and very much more.

Upon reaching the house they found, to their disgust, that Captain

Alvaros had again turned up, ostensibly for the purpose of bidding Don

Hermoso and Carlos welcome back to Cuba and hearing from them an account

of their holiday wanderings in Europe. Jack found the Spanish soldier

to be a man of about thirty-two years of age, tall, swarthy, and by no

means ill-looking: but such physical advantages as he possessed were

heavily discounted by a pair of piercing, black, sinister-looking eyes,

and a distinctly arrogant, overbearing manner; the man evidently thought

well of himself, and took no trouble to conceal the fact. He greeted

Jack's appearance in Senorita Isolda's company with something very

nearly approaching a scowl, and coldly acknowledged Senora Montijo's

formal introduction of the young man with an air of careless hauteur

that was eloquent of his disapproval of the young man's presence in the

house, which he further emphasised by thereafter contemptuously ignoring

Jack--for a time. Carlos flushed with angry annoyance as he beheld this

treatment of his friend, for which he apologised as soon as the pair

were alone together; but Jack's sunny temperament was not so easily

ruffled, and he simply laughed, saying:

"Don't you let that worry you, old chap; it doesn't hurt me in the

least. I don't care a brass button whether the man likes or dislikes

me; I care neither for his friendship nor his enmity. I am not of a

quarrelsome disposition, as you know, but should he attempt to be

actively disagreeable, or to force a quarrel upon me, I have no doubt

that I shall know how to take care of myself."

When the party again met at the dinner-table there were indications that

Senor Alvaros had made up his mind to treat Jack as a person much too

insignificant to be worthy of the least notice: but he soon found that

he must either abandon this line of policy or himself be left out in the

cold, for the Montijos, one and all, persisted in including Jack in the

conversation; and very quietly and unobtrusively, but none the less

firmly, contrived to make Senor Alvaros understand that the young

Englishman was already regarded as one of themselves. Seeing this, he

changed his tactics and artfully endeavoured to entrap Jack into an

expression of opinion upon the politics of the island: but the young man

was not to be so easily caught; he laughingly disclaimed any knowledge

of or interest in political questions of any kind, and pointed out that

in any case his acquaintance with Cuba was altogether too recent to have

enabled him to form even the most elementary opinion on the question, at

the same time mentioning as a general axiom that Englishmen were usually

regarded as cherishing a weakness in favour of good government and the

maintenance of law and order.

And later on in the evening, when the party adjourned to the drawing-

room, the soldier again found his endeavours to pose as a _persona

grata_ quietly ignored. He would fain have monopolised the society of

Dona Isolda for the remainder of the evening, and attempted to carry her

off with him to a remote corner of the room, but Carlos would have none

of it. His sister had a good voice, and had been taught to use it to

the best advantage, and he wanted his friend Jack to hear her sing some

of the old-fashioned Andalusian folksongs, which she did with

cheerfulness and alacrity, promptly recognising Carlos' intention and

eagerly seconding it. Then Carlos proclaimed that Jack was a singer and

an accomplished pianist, and insisted that his friend should sing and

play to them; and when Senor Alvaros privately confided to Senorita

Isolda his opinion that English music was simply barbarous, and

Englishmen utterly unendurable, the young lady unhesitatingly declared

that she entirely disagreed with him. Altogether, Senor Alvaros spent a

distinctly unpleasant evening, for which circumstance he blamed the

young Englishman; and as he rode back to his quarters that night he

cursed the English nation freely, and Jack in particular, for whom, he

decided, there was no room in Cuba. And the worst of it all was that

not a word had been said, not a thing had been done, to which he could

openly take the slightest exception.

But how was this pestilent young cub of an Englishman to be got rid of?

That was the question that worried Alvaros during the greater part of

that night and the whole of the next day. The first impulse of the

Spaniard was to deprive the Montijo family of his (Alvaros') countenance

and society until, alarmed at the loss, they should dismiss the cause of

it: but upon further reflection he came to the conclusion that it might

be unwise to adopt so very drastic a step, for two very good and

sufficient reasons, the first of which was that, being impecunious

himself, he had fully made up his mind to marry Dona Isolda and thus

acquire a substantial interest in the Montijo property and estates, and

was therefore unwilling to do anything which might possibly jeopardise

the position which he had worked so hard to gain as a friend of the

family; while the second reason was that he was by no means sure that

his abstention would be regarded by the Montijos as a matter of very

great moment. Then it was most unfortunate that Jack was not only an

Englishman, but a young man doubtless of position and substance, or he

would not be the owner of so costly a plaything as a steam-yacht. Had

he been anything but an Englishman, or an American, it would have been

comparatively easy to have had him arrested upon a charge of complicity

with the insurgents; but these nations had a most awkward and

inconvenient habit of looking after their people, and whenever one of

them chanced to get into trouble their Governments always insisted upon

instituting the most exhaustive enquiries into the matter, and were wont

to make it understood, with almost brutal distinctness of manner, that

they would not tolerate anything that bore the slightest suspicion of

irregularity. He had heard it whispered that the authorities had

received a hint from their spies on the other side to look out for a

yacht which was suspected of having on board contraband for the use of

the insurgents; but he argued that the vessel in question could scarcely

be the craft owned by this young man, for the simple reason that there

appeared to be nothing of a surreptitious or secret nature in his

movements, or in those of his yacht, which, as he understood, was, or

would very shortly be, in Havana harbour. No, the more he thought about

it, the more profoundly was he convinced that it would be impossible to

bring about Jack's removal by an attempt to involve him in the political

unrest of the islanders. Some other means must be tried. He wondered

whether, perchance, it might be possible to frighten the young man into

an early departure from the casa Montijo and the island. It was not a

very easy matter to frighten an Englishman, he knew, and this particular

one impressed Alvaros as being especially unpromising in that respect;

still, there was no harm in trying. Accordingly when, upon the next day

but one, the Spaniard again rode over to call upon the Montijos, he made

an opportunity to take Jack on one side for a moment and ask him whether

he had yet fixed a date for his departure from the island.

"A date for my departure?" echoed Jack. "Certainly not, Senor. On the

contrary, it is my intention to make quite a long stay here, and see

Cuba from end to end. It is even possible that I may decide to purchase

a property on the island, and try my luck as a tobacco planter."

"I fervently trust not, Senor, for your own sake," said Alvaros.

"Permit me to offer you a little friendly advice. Cut short your visit,

and leave Cuba at once. I advise you, as a friend, to do so."

"Indeed!" said Jack. "And why, pray? Of course you have some good

reason for offering me this advice, Senor Alvaros?"

"Yes," answered Alvaros, "I have; and it is this. Cuba is in a most

unsettled state at present. She is seething with rebellion, and all

strangers are regarded with the utmost suspicion by the Government.

Nothing would be easier than for you to find yourself involved in one of

the numerous conspiracies which we know to be brewing; and, once

involved, you would find it exceedingly difficult, if not absolutely

impossible, to extricate yourself. Therefore take my advice, and go

forthwith. It is good advice; for I tell you plainly that you are not

wanted here!"

"Thanks!" answered Jack coolly. "I am very much obliged to you, Senor

Alvaros, for the friendly feeling which has prompted you to give me what

I suppose you wish me to understand as a `warning'. But I must tell you

candidly that I believe you are taking a very exaggerated view of the

danger--if danger there be, which I greatly doubt. But, danger or no

danger, I shall still carry out my original plans; and if danger should

come--well, I daresay I shall be quite able to take care of myself."

So that was no good! The Spaniard had feared that it would not be of

much use to attempt to frighten an Englishman; and so it had proved.

Well, there were other ways, and those must be tried.

After Alvaros had left, that night, and the family had separated, Jack

accompanied Carlos into the room of the latter, and related what had

passed between the Spanish officer and himself, asking Carlos for his

opinion upon the subject.

"I will tell you, Jack, just exactly what I think," answered Carlos,

after considering the matter for some few minutes. "You must know that

Captain Alvaros made our acquaintance about a year ago, at a ball given

in Havana by the Capitan-General of the island. After that he contrived

to meet one or more of us on frequent occasions; and finally he

requested the Padre's permission to visit us. We none of us

particularly liked him; but it is not altogether wise policy to offend a

Spaniard, especially if he happens to be an official, in these times,

and so the Padre rather reluctantly gave his consent, and Alvaros

accordingly called here occasionally. While we have been away, however,

it appears that the man has somehow contrived to get himself posted at

Pinar del Rio, which, as you are aware, is not very far from here; and I

learn that since then his calls have been so frequent as to have become

a thorough nuisance. Now, from what my sister tells me, I have a

suspicion that Alvaros is anxious to contract a matrimonial alliance

with our family--which, I may tell you at once, Jack, he will not be

permitted to do; and my belief is that the fellow simply cannot endure

to see another man in Isolda's society, and that is why he wants you to

go. But of course you won't; and I am very glad indeed that you made

that quite clear to him. He was evidently trying to scare you off what

he apparently chooses to consider his preserves; but if he knew you as

well as I do, Jack, he would understand that it needs a good deal more

than the vague hints of a captain of Spanish infantry to frighten you.

Now, my advice to you is to take no notice whatever of the beggar, and

if he tries it on again--well, just repeat what you said to-night.

And--perhaps it will be better not to mention the matter, at all events

just yet, to the Padre, or in fact anyone else."

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