"Ah, I felt certain of it."
The hunters had no necessity even of parleying; they found the hacienda gates wide open, and rode straight in without drawing rein. Don Ruiz recognised Stronghand, who, on his side, rode up to him and held out his hand.
"Grant me one favour, Don Ruiz," he said.
"Speak," the young man answered.
"Two words of conversation in your sister's presence; but wait a moment, another person must accompany me, for reasons you will soon appreciate; this person desires temporarily to maintain the most inviolable incognito. Do you consent?"
Don Ruiz hesitated.
"What do you fear?" the hunter continued; "Do you not put faith in me? Do you believe me capable of abusing your confidence?"
"No; I do not wish even to suppose it, I pledge you my word."
"And I mine, Don Ruiz."
"Act as you think proper."