“Have you made a statement?”
“Yes.”
“What did you say?”
“Say! What did you think I’d say? The truth.”
“Did you mention my name?”
“I should say so. I mentioned you, the Master and the whole crowd.”
“The hell you did! What a beast!”
“Not at all. Did you imagine that I was going to rot here, though I wasn’t in any way to blame, while the rest of you walked the streets in freedom?”
“You deserve to stick here forever,” exclaimed Calatrava. “Yes, for being such an idiot and a squealer.”