"Stand back," said Toro angrily.
"Fall back yourself," retorted Tomaso, "and obey your superior."
"My superior? Ha, ha! He does not live here," ejaculated Toro fiercely.
The old brigand here once more stepped between the disputants and interfered.
"Why quarrel over a dead man's shoes while his widow is still in sight?"
Tomaso fell back at the rebuke, but Toro, less thin-skinned, stuck boldly to his text.
"If I offer to lead you against the enemy," he said, "it is solely for our interest generally, not for mine alone."
"Oho!"
"Aye, and I can prove it."
"Do so."