"Of going into consumption, or into a convent, if she does not marry me," replied Pedro, who, however, was not without some unpleasant doubts himself, when remembering the unconcealed anger and vexation exhibited by Ignez last night; "but, Zuares, do you know that this old fellow——"
"Who?"
"Don Salvador de Moreno——
"Well?"
"Possesses one of the thirty-four gold mines in the Curacy of Colina, with one of the laverados on the mountain of Giundo?"
"Is it a bath?" asked Zuares.
"No, you fool!" replied Pedro, angrily.
"'Whoso calleth his brother a fool——'"
"'Is in danger of hell-fire!' Bah! I learnt all that long ago at Orizaba."
"Well—and this laverado?"