“From Andalusia. And you are English?”
“Yes.”
“And dying?”
“Ah, you know as much as that, do you?” he smiled.
“I know many things now.”
“Ah, wisdom!” he mocked. “I could wager your knowledge begins and ends with the list of your victims and triumphs. How did you come here?” he asked abruptly.
“I ran away.”
“To this place?”
“It was but a stage on the road.”
“You know me?” he asked.