"What is it?"
"General, I wish to accompany you on your expedition."
"I thank you, my friend, and gladly accept."
"I shall have the honour of joining you at the moment when the army sets out."
"I attach you to my staff."
"It is, no doubt, a great favour," he answered, with a smile, "but, unfortunately, it is impossible for me to accept it."
"Why not?"
"Because I shall not be alone, General—the three hundred horses who followed me at Toluca will again come with me; but during the battle my cuadrilla and myself will be at your side."
"I give up all idea of comprehending you, my friend; you have the privilege of performing miracles."
"You shall have a proof of that. Now, General, permit me to take leave of you."