"Do not be frightened, I am not fond of chattering; how much do you offer me for my cuadrilla?"
"I cannot personally make a bargain with you," the Jaguar said; "I must refer the matter to the General in Chief."
"That is perfectly true."
"Still, you can tell me the price you ask; I will submit it to the General and he will decide."
"Very good; you will give me fifty thousand piastres,[1] half down, the rest after the battle is won. You see that I am not exorbitant in my demands."
"Your price is reasonable; but how can we communicate?"
"Nothing is easier; when you desire to speak to me you will fasten red pendants to the lances of your cavalry, and I will do the same when I have any important communication to make to you."
"That is settled; now for the other matter."
"It is this: one day a monk of the name of Fray Antonio sent me a wounded man."
"The White Scalper?" John Davis exclaimed.