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- "Your pardon, señor, but I insist that we get down to our business," Rocha said. "This merchant had made a complaint, and, as commandante, I am compelled to give him ear. Can you convince me that you were not abroad last evening, that you spent the time here in your own home, in innocent pursuits?"
- "Why should I take the trouble to do so?" Don Diego asked with a trace of indignation.
- "Do you not understand? The Z was carved on this man's face - and you were Zorro!"
- "Ha!" Don Diego exclaimed. "And does he intimate that I carved him? Is he ass enough to charge that I mutilated a face previously mutilated by nature? The Mark of Zorro, eh? Look at it, I ask you! Did you ever see the Mark of Zorro on anybody? You have not? I thought so! Observe the letter on this man's cheek. The upper bar of the letter, for instance, tilts a bit to the left. Did Zorro's Z do that? And the downward stroke, señor, is far too long. Made with three strokes of the blade? This man surely jests. The mark of Zorro was made with a single stroke of the blade, a quick twisting of the point that seemed like a flash of fire. I know, for I am the man who made it."
- - Zorro Rides Again, Chapter 2
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