"And the purpose?"
"To avenge his brother's death."
"In what manner?"
"By taking your lives, that is all; blood for blood, you know; an eye for an eye, a limb for a limb, and a life for a life, are law and justice all the world over. If my friend the blind abagado of Jaen were here, he could not explain the law better."
Zumalacarregui, when giving a light from his own cigar to the Carlist prisoners he was just about to shoot, could not have spoken more coolly.
"And so, fellow, you have received a thousand duros to murder us?" said Jack, abruptly.
"One thousand, señor," was the quiet reply.
"Conduct us to the harbour of San Lucar, and I will give you my word of honour that two thousand shall be sent to you."
"You would not break your plighted word?"
"I would rather die!"