"You certainly said so, and these caballeros heard it with me: to your last ochavo—those were your very words."
"I remember it perfectly, and it is that which makes me so mad."
"What!" the banker exclaimed with feigned astonishment, "You are mad because I won from you?"
"Oh, no, it's not that."
"What is it, then?"
"Caramba! It is because I made a mistake, and I have some ounces still left."
"Impossible!"
"Just see, then."
The lepero put his hand in his pocket, and, with unparalleled effrontery, displayed to the banker the gold he had just stolen from him. But the latter did not wince.
"It is incredible," said he.