"What difference does that make?" he asked.
"Oh, as you please, señor; but, perhaps, you do not know what a tertulia is."
"Not exactly; but you will explain it to me?"
"Nothing more easy. A tertulia is a party, a festival—a ball, in a word."
"I understand. And you are sure, Don Cornelio, that there is a tertulia this evening at the governor's palace?"
"Positively sure, your excellency."
"Bravo! That will do our business."
The Spaniard looked at him in amazement.
"Don Cornelio," the count continued, "change your travelling dress. I mean to take you with me."
"The fact is——," he said hesitating.