"Quiepaa Tani opened its gates wide before the two young pale virgins. They are in safety, in the Queche, far from the eyes of their enemies."
"And did they give you no message for me?"
The Indian hesitated for a second.
"No," he said at length; "they are happy, and they wait."
Don Miguel sighed. "That's strange," he muttered.
The Chief took a stealthy look at him. "What will my brother do?" he asked.
"I shall soon be near them."
"My brother is wrong. No one knows where they are. For what good reveal their refuge?"
"Soon, I hope, I shall be free to act without fearing indiscreet eyes."
A gloomy flame sparkled in the Indian's eye.