"I do not know him, I tell you, chief," the general replied; "and suppose he should be my enemy?"
"An enemy should never be despised," said Antinahuel; "the meanest are often the most dangerous. But let us return to the subject of our meeting: what are my brother's present intentions?"
"Listen to me in your turn, chief; we are henceforward bound to each other by our common interests. I am convinced that if we mutually aid each other, and support each other frankly and loyally, we shall obtain magnificent results."
"Good! my brother will explain his views."
"I will not beat about the bush; this is the treaty I propose to you: help me frankly in recovering the power I have lost—give me the means of avenging myself on my enemies, and I will abandon to you for ever, in full proprietorship, not only the entire province of Valdivia, but, still further, that of Concepción as far as Talca."
At this magnificent offer the countenance of Antinahuel did not betray the least trace of emotion.
"My brother," said he; "gives what is not his."
"That is true," the general replied, curtly; "but I shall have it if you assist me, and without me you will never have it."
The chief slightly knitted his brow; the general feigned not to perceive it, but continued—
"It is for you to take it or leave it, chief; time passes."