"What they are worth."
"And a little more, which we will divide between ourselves," added the old man, with a knowing wink.
"That's not the way with British officers," said McKay, sternly.
"It's the way with ours in Spain."
"That may be. However, I will take five hundred from you, at twenty pounds apiece, if they are delivered within three days."
Tio Pedro got up and walked towards the door.
"I go to fetch them. I am the key of Southern Spain. When I will, every stable-door shall be unlocked. You shall have the horses, and more, if you choose, in the stated time."
"One moment, Señor Pedro; I want something else from you, and you, señora."
They looked at him with well-disguised astonishment.
"I have long loved your niece; will you give her to me in marriage?"