"That is true," Bloodson replied, contemptuously—"Speak then, picaro, and be brief."
"Oh, I am not in the habit of making long speeches."
"Come to the point."
"It is this," the ranchero said, boldly; "you wish, I do not know why, and do not care, to revenge yourself on Red Cedar; for certain reasons, unnecessary for me to tell you, I wish to avenge myself on Ambrosio; that is clear, I fancy?"
"Perfectly so—go on."
"Very well. Now this is what I propose to you—aid me to avenge myself on the monk, and I will help you with the bandit."
"I do not need you for that."
"Perhaps you do, Excellency; and if I did not fear appearing impudent to you, I would even say—"
"What?"
"That I am indispensable to you."