“But you cannot return to Guamocó until the revolution is over.”
“Bien, Padre, I will remain in Simití a week or two. We may then know what to expect of the revolution.”
“You are not afraid?”
“Of what? Caramba, no!”
Josè sighed. No one seemed to fear but himself.
“Rosendo, about the gold for Cartagena: how can we send it, even when peace is restored?”
“Juan might go down each month,” Rosendo suggested.
“Impossible! The expense would be greater than the amount shipped. And it would not be safe. Besides, our work must be done with the utmost secrecy. No one but ourselves must know of your discovery. And no one else in Simití must know where we are sending the gold. Rosendo, it is a great problem.”
“Caramba, yes!”