That which lay latent in his words was betrayed by the gleam of cold fire in his eyes. Manvers coloured. "You have this advantage of me, señor," he said, "that you know to whom you are speaking, and I do not."
"It is very true, señor Don Osmundo," the gentleman said severely. "I will enlighten you. I am Don Luis Ramonez de Alavia, at your service."
Manvers turned white. He had indeed made Manuela pay double. So much for sentiment in Spain.
CHAPTER XVI
THE HERALD
A card of ample size and flourished characters, bearing the name of El Marqués de Fuenterrabia, was brought up by Gil Perez.
"Who is he?" Manvers inquired; and Gil waved his hand.
"This olda gentleman," he explained, "'e come Embassador from Don Luis. 'E say, 'What you do next, señor Don Osmundo?' You tell 'im, sir—is my advice."
"But I don't know what I am going to do," said Manvers irritably. "How the deuce should I know?"