"Unluckily, if you have exculpated yourself from my first accusation, I doubt whether you will be able to do so with the second." "You can tell me it, at any rate." "A conducta de plata, commanded by Captain Melendez, is on the road for Mexico." The young man gave a slight start. "I know it," he said, shortly. The hunter gave him an inquiring glance. "They say--" he went on, with considerable hesitation. "They say," the Jaguar interrupted him, "that I am following the conducta, and when the propitious moment arrives, I mean to attack it at the head of my bandits, and carry off the money; that is the story?" "Yes." "They are right," the young man answered, coldly; "that is really my intention; what next?" Tranquil started in surprise and indignation at this cynical answer. "Oh!" he exclaimed, in great grief, "What is said of you is true, then? You are really a bandit?" The young man smiled bitterly. "Perhaps I am," he said, in a hollow voice; "Tranquil, your age is double mine; your experience is great; why do you judge rashly on appearances?" "What! Appearances! Have you not confessed it yourself?" "Yes, I have." "Then you meditate a robbery?" "A robbery!" he exclaimed, blushing with indignation, but at once recovering himself, he added, "It is true, you are bound to suppose that." "What other name can be given to so infamous a deed?" the hunter exclaimed, violently. The Jaguar raised his head quickly, as if he intended to answer, but his lips remained dumb. Tranquil looked at him for a moment with mingled pity and tenderness, and then turned to Loyal Heart. "Come, my friend," he said, "we have remained here only too long." "Stay!" the young man exclaimed, "Do not condemn me thus; I repeat to you that you are ignorant of the motives through which I act." "Whatever these motives may be, they cannot be honourable; I see no other than pillage and murder." "Oh!" the young man exclaimed, as he buried his face sorrowfully in his hands. "Let us go," Tranquil repeated. Loyal Heart had watched this strange scene attentively and coldly. "A moment," he said; then, slipping forward, he laid his hand on the Jaguar's shoulder. The latter raised his head. "What do you want of me?" he asked. "Listen to me, Caballero," Loyal Heart answered in a deep voice; "I know not why, but a secret foreboding tells me that your conduct is not so infamous as everything leads us to suppose, and that some day you will be permitted to explain it, and exculpate yourself in the sight of all." "Oh! were it but possible for me to speak!" "How long do you believe that you will be compelled to remain silent?" "How do I know? That depends on circumstances independent of my will." "Then, you cannot fix a period?" "It is impossible; I have taken an oath, and am bound to keep it." "Good: then promise me only one thing." "What is it?" "To make no attempt on the life of Captain Melendez." The Jaguar hesitated. "Well?" Loyal Heart went on.