"No matter; follow us."
"No; unless I know who you are."
"Do you wish to see Doña Concha again?" the speaker whispered in his ear.
"I will follow you," Don Sylvio answered with a blush.
"Señor, take these weapons, which you will perhaps require, as all is not finished yet."
"Weapons!" the young man exclaimed. "Oh! You are friends."
They went out.
"What?" Don Sylvio said, as he entered the courtyard, "I am in Carmen."
"Were you not aware of it?"
"No."