"Would you have me do otherwise, sir?"

"I would have you avoid this family of Gonzales altogether."

"I trust, general, that I have not exceeded my duty either to the
father or daughter, though by the tone of your remarks I seem to
have incurred your disapprobation," replied Lieutenant Bezan, firmly
but respectfully.

"It would be more becoming in an officer of your rank," continued
the superior, "to be nearer his quarters, than to spend his hours
off duty in so conspicuous and public a place as the Tacon Paseo. I
shall see that such orders are issued for the future as shall keep
those attached to my division within the city walls."

"Whatever duty is prescribed by my superiors I shall most cheerfully
and promptly respond to, General Harero," replied the young officer,
as he respectfully saluted his general, and turning, he sought the
city gates on the way to his barracks.

"Stay, Lieutenant Bezan," said the general, somewhat nervously.

"General," repeated the officer, with the prompt military salute, as
he awaited orders.

"You may go, sir," continued the superior, biting his lips with
vexation. "Another time will answer my purpose quite as well,
perhaps better. You may retire, I say."

"Yes, general," answered the soldier, respectfully, and once more