Lucia could say nothing. What was there to say? Suddenly Uncle Henry's sharp voice was heard: "I'll tell you why!"
Lopez turned to him. "And why?"
"She ain't got no money," Uncle Henry informed the room.
Lucia lifted her face. "Oh, do you think that would make any difference?"
"So!" Lopez was interested, "'Er 'usband? 'E 'as money?"
"He's richer'n mud," Uncle Henry declared.
Pell started to speak; but Pedro stopped him by lifting his gun.
"How much?" Lopez asked, not noticing.
Uncle Henry was bursting with information. "He's worth millions, the big bum!"
The bandit's eyes opened wide. "Millions!" he repeated. He looked at Lucia. "Yet 'e give nozzing to ze wife. H'm! Señora, tell me.... Does a widow in your country get any of 'er 'usband's money when 'e dies?"