. An archer with Columbus;. hy did I ever shoot the arrow ! Listen, whispered Tortosa, us bury the cat in the garden, and noone will be the wiser. They looked at one another with agi-tation. 46 AN ARCHER WITH COLUMBUS. Would it be right? murmured not an honest way out of the difficulty,it certainly seemed the easiest. But thislittle plan suddenly became heavy step was heard behind them, andturning in alarm they beheld Father Tor-ribio, one of the prefects of the convent, acold, stern, implacable man. A dark frownwas on his face, and he surveyed the trem-
. An archer with Columbus;. hy did I ever shoot the arrow ! Listen, whispered Tortosa, us bury the cat in the garden, and noone will be the wiser. They looked at one another with agi-tation. 46 AN ARCHER WITH COLUMBUS. Would it be right? murmured not an honest way out of the difficulty,it certainly seemed the easiest. But thislittle plan suddenly became heavy step was heard behind them, andturning in alarm they beheld Father Tor-ribio, one of the prefects of the convent, acold, stern, implacable man. A dark frownwas on his face, and he surveyed the trem-bling group with fierce eyes. Who has done this? he asked has shot the Superiors cat? Answer me, Lorenzo Tortosa, instantly ! I was just—just reproving the boys,stammered shot thecat? repeated theprefect angrily. I did, said Felix,courageously step-ping forward. Thou bold ras-cal ! cried the pre-fect, seizing him bythe arm. -Come with me. Thou shaltreceive an hundred lashes, and be sent tothe A ROYAL MESSENGER. 47 With these ominous words, he draggedFeHx away and locked him up in a darkcell, where he remained for what seemed along time in fear and suspense. When night had fallen, the door of Fe-lixs prison was suddenly opened and one ofthe brothers or inferiors of the convententered hastily, holding in one hand a taperwhich he carefully shaded with the gazed at him with fear, thinking thathe might have been sent to bring him topunishment; but the brother, after regard-ing him for a moment, gave a short laughand said, — Little brother, thou hast done us agreat service. Thou hast slain our , thank heaven we shall sit at thesecond table. Hitherto it has been, first,the Fathers, then the cat, and lastly, wepoor sinners. Come with me and I will seethee safely out of the gate, for I and mycompanions would not see thee abandonedto the anger of Father Torribio. With these words the monk led the wayinto the cloisters and thence to
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