"And now," added Don Lucio Ortega, "when shall we be free?"
"Immediately, caballeros."
"And we shall set out?—"
"At sunrise, so as to be tomorrow morning at Casa-Frama. Now, dispose of me, Señores; I am no longer your host."
We have already stated in what way the Count and the persons who accompanied him had been received by the Pincheyras.
[1] In a preceding work, the "Grand Chief of the Aucas," I have explained what this drink is. In Southern America it replaces tea, and is very much liked by the white inhabitants and Indians.