"Simply what it is necessary he should know—nothing more."
"Oh! I tremble, Diogo! I fear that he will not pardon me."
The old chief knitted his eyebrows.
"Not pardon you! No, no; hold up your head proudly; you have nothing of that kind to fear."
"I dare not hope," murmured Arnal.
"Silence!" answered the Cougar; "compose your countenance; reassume your self-command. Let us continue, for a few days, to act our parts, and especially let us carefully keep our secret."
"Oh, you are strong, Diogo," feebly said the young warrior; "but I, alas!—"
"You—you are Arnal, the bravest, and, despite his youth, the most renowned warrior of the Guaycurus; do not forget that."
The young man smiled through his tears.
"Oh! you are good and devoted, my friend," answered he.