"You offer us?" the guerillero said with amazement.
"Yes, since we are masters of your life."
"Pardon me," Cuéllar said, "that is specious, for on blowing us up, you will go with us."
"Hang it! That is precisely what we intend."
Cuéllar reflected once more.
"Come," he said a moment after, "let us not wage a war of words, but come to the fact like men: what do you want?"
"I will tell you," the count answered.