"A chief, the brother of the King of the Rio Serpientes."
"The savage brother of a savage! And he told you——"
"That I was reserved for the greatest honour?"
"Honours indeed!" reiterated Hartly, with a bitter laugh.
"Yes."
"Did he add, you should have liberty to enjoy your honours?"
"No."
"Air—breath—sunshine—light—life?"
"No!"
"I thought not, for these accursed savages are as subtle and severe as they are cruel and sanguinary."