And the miner was not slow in telling me that the bravo would receive a considerable sum from the injured father, as he had been told, to avenge the insult offered to his outraged family.
"And where is Don Tomas?" I inquired of Florencio. "I am sure that I can undeceive him as well as yourself."
"I think I know where he is at present," replied Planillas.
"Well, why do you wait here? Let us set out immediately in search of him."
"I would like well enough to be off; but, you see, I can't quit this place without paying my score, and I have not a single tlaco about me."
"That needn't detain you. Call the publican."
"Truly," said Florencio, with much effrontery, "yesterday evening you partook of my hospitality; if you clear my expenses to-day, we shall be quits."
The publican immediately appeared, and I inquired how much Florencio owed him. The miner tipped him the wink, and the other immediately said, "Two piastres." This was far too much, and the drunken scoundrel would very likely gain a piastre and a half by it; but time was precious. I yielded, and we hastened in pursuit of Don Tomas. Unluckily, the tottering legs of my companion but ill seconded my efforts, and I was obliged to proceed very slowly. In this manner we traversed a considerable part of the town. Every now and then the drunken rascal stopped before a house, saying he was within, but he was invariably mistaken. We at last stood before a dark, steep, wet alley, at the end of which you saw the dusky light which issued from a garden.
"Are you sure you are right this time?" I asked
