"Thank you," the girl replied joyfully; "one word more?"
"Speak it, lady."
"What are your names?"
"My companion is called Belhumeur."
"But yourself?"
"Loyal Heart."
After bowing a second time, in sign of farewell, the two hunters departed at a quick pace, and soon disappeared in the darkness.
Doña Luz looked after them as long as she could perceive them, and then returned slowly and pensively towards her tent, repeating to herself in a low but earnest tone,—
"Loyal Heart! Oh! I shall remember that name."