y end.

Of course, we sat late talking over my adventures in the mountains, and
of the terrible battle which had secured the independence of Peru.

"Yes," said my father confidently, "whatever else happens, the
Spaniards will never again rule over this country; their power is
broken. But we are not yet out of the wood: as a Peruvian, I still
fear Bolivar's ambition."

"Oh," I exclaimed gaily, "I had forgotten Bolivar! He has made me a
captain!" and I told them all about my interview with the celebrated
general.

"I admit his good points," laughed my father; "but I do not like to see
one person invested with such tremendous power. Still, there is no
doubt we owe our liberty in great part to his wonderful energy,
together with his determination never to acknowledge defeat. He has
toiled day and night like a slave."

"I shall be glad when your regiment returns, Juan," said my mother. "I
am longing to see your brave friends, and especially Alzura. I seem to
know him quite well already."

"You are sure to like him, mother. He is a delightful companion, full
of fun, and always laughing and joking. Plaza is older and more of a
soldier, but I owe a great deal to his kindness."

"We will endeavour to repay it, my boy," said she brightly, kissing me
good-night. "Don't stay up too long. Remember you have to attend the
levee in the morning."

When she had retired, I asked my father for news of Raymon Sorillo.

"He is still serving against the Royalists, but his band has sadly
diminished. He came here secretly one night, and informed me of your
attempt to rescue Montilla. I think he was very angry; but he said it
was a daring act, and almost successful. However, he bears no malice,
and is as ready as ever to stand your friend."

"Ugh!" said I, getting up with a shiver; "I hope I shall not need his
assistance."

The next day, after attending the levee, where Bolivar was particularly
gracious, I obtained an indefinite leave of absence, and returned home.

Rosa was alone, and though rather dreading to be asked about the
business of the silver key, I thought it best to get the interview
over. As it happened, I need not have worried myself at all.

"I wanted to see you, Juan," she said, giving me her hand. "It seems
ages ago when I sent you out on that terrible errand. I ought not to
have done it; but my father's life was at stake, and I did not think of
the danger to you."

"Think no more of it, Rosa.