"In truth, for some days past, brother," said Leon, "things have occurred of which you keep the secret to yourself."
"What are they?"
"In the first place, this journey which you consented to make with the Soto-Mayor family as far as Valdivia."
"What, you complain of it, and your beauty is with you?"
"Certainly not; but after all, we have nothing to do at Valdivia."
"You are right, if you are referring to our commercial trips; but as regards my personal interests," the half-breed added, his large eyes flashing in the darkness, "the case is very different."
"What do you mean?"
"That we must go there because we are expected there. However, if you wish to know more, come, and you will see that the two days I spent in Valparaíso were put to good purpose."
And leading his friend, and warning him to be silent, he cautiously passed to the other side of the tent. On reaching that point, Diego lay down on the ground, invited Leon to imitate him, and gently raising a corner of the tent, he listened to what was being said inside.
"We are doing wrong," said Leon.