"You will see. I have sawn two planks out of the enclosure of the corral; so soon as you hear me open the door, set off at full speed."
"But you?"
"Do not trouble yourself about me, but give your horse the spurs."
"I will not abandon you."
"Nonsense! No folly of that sort; I am old, my life only hangs by a thread, but yours is precious and must be saved; let me alone, I tell you."
"No, unless you tell me."
"I will tell you nothing. You will find Tranquil at the ford of the Venado; not a word more."
"Ah, that is it," she exclaimed; "well, I swear that I will not stir from your side, whatever may happen."
"You are mad; have I not told you I wished to play the Indians a famous trick?"
"Indeed!"