Excerpt from Forest FugitivesMary said nothing of these things. She sat in the great lumbering carriage with one of her father's strong hands between both of hers, and answered his questions about her dead mother. The heat of the tropical afternoon was oppressive. The four mules which drew the carriage moved slowly, though the black postilion did not spare the lash. Behind the carriage another black, well mounted, led Alvarez's saddle-horse.About the PublisherForgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.comThis book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully, any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.