"Till we meet again." The two men shook hands, and the Jaguar quitted the pulqueria, followed by these savage men, who marched silently behind him, like wild beasts going in quest of prey. Ere long, none remained in the room but the two naval officers, Ramirez, and the pulquero, who, with eyes dilated by terror, looked at and listened to all this, without understanding anything. El Alferez remained motionless, with his body bent forward, so long as it was possible for him to hear the slightest sound of retiring footsteps; when all had become silent again, he drew himself up, and turned to his comrades, who were as attentive as himself. "May Heaven favour us!" he said, as he piously crossed himself. "Now, Caballeros, it is our turn." "We are ready," the three men answered. El Alferez took a rapid glance round the room. The pulquero, either through curiosity, want of occupation, or some other cause, was standing motionless in a distant corner of the room, following with an attentive glance the movements of his singular customers. "Hilloh!" El Alferez said to him, "come hither." The pulquero obsequiously doffed his straw hat, and hastened to obey this injunction, which admitted of no reply. "What do you desire, Excellency?" he asked. "To ask you a question." "Pray do so." "Are you fond of money? "Well, tolerably so, Excellency," he replied, with a crafty grimace, which doubtless had pretensions to be a smile. "Very good, here is an onza: when we go away, we will give you a second; but bear in mind that you must be deaf and blind." "That is easy," he replied, as he pocketed the gold coin, and drew aside. Since the Jaguar's departure, the two officers had been suffering from an anxiety they did not attempt to conceal, but which El Alferez did not appear to notice, for his face was quite radiant. In fact, the expedition they were going to attempt in the company of the daring partisan seemed to them not only rash but mad, especially since El Alferez had so cavalierly given up to the Jaguar the thirty resolute men, whose support they considered indispensable. "Come, come, Señors," the young man said, with a smile, after attentively watching them for some moments, "regain your courage; hang it all, you look as if you had been buried and dug up again; and we are not dead yet, I suppose." "That is true; but we are not much better," Don Serapio said significantly. El Alferez frowned. "Can you be frightened?" he said, haughtily. "We are not afraid of dying, but only of failing." "That is my business: I answer for success on my head." "We are perfectly aware of what you are capable, Señor; but we are only four men, and after all----" "And the boat's crew?" "That is true; but they are only sixteen men." "They will be enough." "I wish it, but can hardly reckon on it." "Well, say whether you are resolved to obey me at all hazards?" "We have made the sacrifice of our lives." "Then, whatever happens, you will act?"