“Oh, what a fool! That idiot is going to allow himself to be arrested!” exclaimed Doña Perfecta, tapping the floor impatiently with her foot.
“He wants to come down and let us hide him in the house.”
“Here?”
The canon and his niece exchanged a glance.
“Let him come down!” said Doña Perfecta vehemently.
“Here?” repeated Don Inocencio, with a look of ill-humor.
“Here,” answered the lady. “I don’t know of any house where he would be more secure.”
“He can let himself down easily from the window of my room,” said Jacinto.
“Well, if it is necessary——”
“Maria Remedios,” said Doña Perfecta, “if they take that man, all is lost.”