"Are you sure?"
"Pretty well; still, now that I reflect, I fancy I just now saw someone I know leaving the palace."
"Ah! Was it long ago?"
"No, a quarter of an hour or twenty minutes at the most; but I am afraid I was mistaken, for he wore a costume so different from that in which I knew him, and then I had but such a slight opportunity of looking at him."
"Well! Whom did you fancy you recognized?"
"You will not believe me if I tell you it was don Antonio de Cacerbar, my old patient."
"On the contrary, for I also saw him in the palace."
"¡Ah demonio! In that case I regret that I did not listen to his conversation."
"What conversation—when, with whom? Speak or choke: come, will you explain yourself?"
"I will do so, mi amo: when he left the palace there were still some groups on the plaza; a man quitted one of these groups and approached don Antonio."