"Of what consequence is that? The New World is the country of gold—the true region of adventurers! We shall retrieve our fortunes whilst searching for her; and is that so disagreeable a thing? Tell me—this lady was born somewhere?"
"She is a Chilian."
"Good! she has gone back to Chili, then; and it is there we shall find her."
Louis looked at his foster brother for a moment, with a species of respectful admiration.
"What! do you seriously mean that you will do this, brother?" he said, in an agitated voice.
"Without hesitation."
"Abandon the military career which offers you so many chances of success? I know that in three months you will be an officer."
"I have ceased to be a soldier since the morning; I have found a substitute."
"Oh, that is not possible!"
"Ay, but it is done."