He stood easy for a few seconds, considering, then he returned to Hi.
“You say you were taken to Ribote and then lost your way in the forest? What were you doing when you were taken to Ribote?”
“Going to Anselmo.”
“What for?”
“To see the Elenas’ horses.”
“You say this was ten days ago?”
“Yes.”
“Why should you see the Elenas’ horses?”
“My father is a horse-breeder in England.”
“If you’re lying,” the officer said, “it may be a very serious matter for you.”