"Come, you know something positive. Have I any plot to fear inside the house?"
"I do not think so."
"Tell me what you have discovered, then."
"I will do so; but in the first place, as I am a total stranger to you, allow me to tell you my name."
"For what good?"
"No one knows what may happen in this world: it is useful to be able to distinguish one's friends from one's enemies."
"Speak; I am listening."
"You nearly guessed the truth. Under my starving appearance I conceal a certain monetary value. My name is Don Cornelio Mendoza. I am a student. I had at Guadalajara an aunt, who, on dying, appointed me her heir. I am carrying with me in my belt one hundred and fifty gold ounces, and in my portfolios bills for an equal amount payable at San Blas. You see that I am not so poor as I appear to be. But the road between the two cities is long and dangerous, and I assumed this disguise to escape the robbers, if that be possible."
"Very good, Don Cornelio: you can now, if you please, change your attire, for I hope that we shall pursue our journey together."
"With all my heart; but if it make no difference, I will retain my lepero dress provisionally."