"It is close by; if you wish it, I will have you taken there."
"I should feel greatly obliged; but by whom?"
"Caspita! have you forgotten the man to whom you intrusted your horse? He will act as your guide."
"A thousand thanks!"
"It is not worth them. Will you take a walk tomorrow in the Parian?"
"I am so anxious to see your confessor that I shall not fail to be there."
The two men smiled again.
"Now, give me your hand, and let us be off."
They went out of the room; the capataz led the Tigrero by the same passage, walking along in the darkness as if it were broad day, and they soon found themselves beneath the zaguán of the small house. The capataz thrust his head out, after opening the door cautiously. The street was deserted, and after looking up and down it, he whistled in a peculiar way, and in a few minutes footsteps were heard and the peon appeared holding the Tigrero's horse by the bridle.
"Good bye, señor," the capataz said. "I thank you for the delightful evening you have caused me to spend. Pilloto, lead this señor, who is a forastero, to the Secunda Monterilla, and point out to him the house of Señor Don Antonio Rallier."