"Hum!" said Kidd, thrusting out his upper lip contemptuously; "Is the hacienda a fine one?"
"Immense; covered with ganado and manadas of wild horses; it is situated near the sea."
"That is something, I allow; but that is not wealth."
"Wait a minute."
"I am waiting."
"I will add to this hacienda a round sum of one hundred thousand piastres in gold."
The bandit's eyes were dazzled.
"What," he said, rising as if moved by a spring, and turning pale with joy, "did you say—one hundred thousand?"
"Yes, I repeat," the senator continued, internally satisfied with the effect he had produced; "do you think that with such a sum as that it is possible to be honest?"
"¡Viva Cristo! I should think so!" he exclaimed, gleefully.