"Be it so; as you like, Diogo, you are an undecipherable man, and wrapped in mystery; I give up your explaining yourself."
"And you are right," answered the chief, laughing; "for you would lose your time and your pains; only remember, Don Zeno, that, white or red, you have not a better friend than I am."
"Of that I am convinced, Diogo; however, I avow that I am very much concerned on your account. If some day you tell me your history, I expect to hear marvellous things."
"And terrible things also, Don Zeno. This history, if you will have patience for some time longer, I promise to tell you; it will interest you much more than you think."
"It is possible; but, meanwhile, let us think of the affair we have in hand."
"Leave that to me; I must quit you."
"Already! We have scarcely had time to exchange a few words."
"I have a long journey to make, you know."
"True; I will not retain you, then."
"And the proofs that you are to give me?"