"And why not, if you please, señor?"
"Because you do not look like drawing room company."
"Do you think so?" the bandit said, haughtily.
"Why, that is plain enough; you much more resemble a lepero than a caballero."
"You are not polite, my good fellow; what you say may be correct, but the remark is uncalled for; patched clothes often conceal very honourable caballeros, and if I have been ill treated by fortune, that is no reason why you should throw it in my teeth so sharply."
"Enough of this, and be off."
"I shall not stir till I have seen the senator."
The manservant gave him a side look, which the other endured with imperturbable coolness.
"Do you mean that?" he asked him.
"I really do."