“And let him yell out and arouse the cabin,” retorted Miguel, in a surly growl.
“If he tries to do it, throw him over,” said Juan.
Diego shook his head, as well as he could, to intimate that he would not cry out. Juan seemed to understand the movement, and again urged Miguel to loose his grasp. And, indeed, it was about time he did; for Diego was losing consciousness. Miguel unwillingly did as Juan urged him, and the latter spoke quickly to Diego.
“Will you swear as we ask you?” he said.
It was a minute before Diego could recall his senses to make a reply. Then he demanded brokenly:
“Have you done harm to my cousin?”
“Not a thing has been done to him,” answered Juan.
“Have you taken any life?” asked Diego.
“Fool! no. Will you swear?”
“What have you done?”