Gov. Presumptuously, Güegüence.
Güe. I have not made any trade or treaty with the Governor Tastuanes; it must be my boy.
Gov. I don't know about that, Güegüence.
Güe. Ho, boys! what trade or treaty have you with the Governor Tastuanes?
Don For. For me to get married, little papa.
Güe. For you to get married! What, boy! a little chap like you dares to get married?
Don For. Yes, little papa.
Güe. And with whom are you going to leave me boy?
Don For. With my little brother, Don Ambrosio.
Güe. What care will that imp take of me?