"As for them, may the devil twist my neck if I know where they are at this moment."
"I expected that answer from you; unluckily warriors have scattered in every direction, and will soon find them."
"I do not believe it; however, what do I care? All the better for them if they escape; all the worse if they fall into your hands."
"I need not tell you, I fancy, the fate that awaits you?"
"I have known it a long time; the worthy redskins will probably amuse themselves with flaying me alive, roasting me at a slow fire, or some other politeness of that sort. Much good may it do them."
"Suppose they spared your life, would you not reveal where your father, brother, and that excellent Fray Ambrosio are?"
"I would not. Look you, I am a bandit, I allow it, but, Niña, I am neither a traitor nor an informer. Regulate your conduct by that, and if you are curious to see a man die well, I invite you to be present at my punishment."
"Well?" Unicorn asked the girl.
"He will not speak," she replied; "although he displays great resolution, perhaps the torture you will make him undergo may overcome his courage, and he consent to speak."
"Hum!" the chief went on, "my sister's advice is—"