"Come, you are jesting. On what do you base such supposition?"
"I do not suppose, your Excellency, I see."
"What, you see—"
"Yes, and it is easy for you to do the same, for before a quarter of an hour the man whom I warn you of will be before you."
"Oh, oh! That is good."
"Look, your Excellency," said Diogo, stretching his arm in a certain direction; "do you see that grass which quivers and bends with a regular movement?"
"Yes, I see it; well?"
"You remark, do you not, that this movement is only partial, and continually advances towards us?"
"Just so; but what does that prove?"
"That proves, your Excellency, that an Indian is coming towards us at a gallop."