"Good! There are so many tongues of scandal."
"That is true. Go on."
"You know that a price is put on their heads?"
"Ah! Ah! Ah!"
"You did not know it?"
"How should I know it? It does not concern me, I suppose."
"More than you think: I am a Pincheyra," said he, looking at him fixedly.
"Bah!" cried the young man, turning round upon his chair so as to examine his guest more at his ease; "It is a strange meeting."
"Is it not? I am Don Santiago Pincheyra, the second of the four brothers."
"Very good, I am delighted at having made your acquaintance."