"I have a son there—"
"Keeper of a venta?"
"Si, senor."
"The villain! he betrayed me to the French for ten dollars."
"Likely enough of Antonio," said the young wife; "he is my step-son, and proves mala, mala—very bad."
"Step-sons frequently do in a step-mother's eyes, my dear patrona."
"He hates his father—"
"The unnatural wretch!"
"Hates him for having married me."
"In that I almost agree with him," said Dick.