"We have made the sacrifice of our lives."
"Then, whatever happens, you will act?"
"Whatever happens."
"It is well—"
El Alferez appeared to reflect for a moment, and then addressed the pulquero, who was standing anxiously near him—"Has anything been left with you for me?" he asked him.
"Yes, Excellency; this evening at Oración a man brought a trunk on his shoulders."
"Where is it?"
"As the man assured me that it contained articles of considerable value, I had the chest placed in my bedroom, in order that it might be in safety."
"Lead me to your room."
"Whenever you please, Excellency."