"Bravo!" Don Gregorio exclaimed, with delight; "if we agree on that point our compact will be for life and death."
"We do agree," said Valentine, laughing; "and if you conspire—"
"Well?" the Chilian asked, fixing an inquiring look upon him.
"Why, we will conspire, too, pardieu! That is agreed."
The three men exchanged a cordial pressure of the hand, and then Don Gregorio called the major-domo to conduct them to the chamber which was prepared for them.
"Good night! or rather good morning!" he said, on quitting them.
"Come!" said Valentine, rubbing his hands, "matters are going on well. We shall not want for amusement here."
"Hum!" Louis replied, with a tone of something like uneasiness; "conspire!"
"Well, and what better?" said Valentine. "Does that frighten you? Remember, my friend, that the best fishing is in troubled waters."
"In that case," Louis remarked, taking up the gay humour of his companion, "if my presentiments are just, ours will be miraculous."