"Woman is a mockingbird," she said, "the man who pays attention to her words is——"
"Good!" Antinahuel interrupted, "my sister shall keep her prisoner. Let my sister do her will; I will continue my route towards the toldería of my tribe."
The Linda looked at him with astonishment; the facility with which Antinahuel apparently renounced his projects seemed to her the more incomprehensible, from her knowing with what pertinacity he pursued his enterprises, when once he believed he had a chance of success. She resolved to know what she had to trust to. At the moment when the chief made a step towards the door, she said.
"Is my brother going?"
"I am going," he replied.
"Has he, then, already terminated the affairs about which General Bustamente requested him to come and consult with him?"
"General Bustamente no longer stands in need of Antinahuel or of anyone else."
"Has he then succeeded so quickly?"
"Yes," he answered in an equivocal tone.
"Then," the Linda exclaimed, joyfully, "he is master of the city, and triumphs at last!"