"Lead us to the place," said Lopez.
Brooke shook his head.
"I can't say any more," said he.
"Very well," said Lopez, quietly. "Then you must die."
"You can certainly kill me, Señor Captain, but what good will that do?"
"Oh, no particular good," said Lopez, "but the law is that spies shall be shot at once, and I merely gave you a chance. You're a bold fellow, and I should like to spare you—that's all."
"Thanks, Señor Captain. And may I make one request?"
"Name it, señor."
"This young priest is free, is he not?"
"Certainly."