"That is true. Nature has created us brothers."
"Well said, Sacatripas; you have summed up in a few words the bonds that unite us."
"Thank you," answered Sacatripas; "now candidly, I am afraid you have committed an error."
"Oho! And how's that, if you please?"
"Why, it is that I do not at all know this country."
"Because memory fails you."
"Possibly; but I should not be sorry to be quite certain."
"That is easy; listen to me. We crossed this morning the Rio Dulce, did we not? At the ford on this side of the river we passed near a thicket of Holm oaks."
"Let me see, I do not very well remember. There was a wood that we traversed, the trees of which, about the height of a man, were vertically notched."
"Ah, upon my word, it was so. Well?"