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On the day after his arrival, Uncle Francis was solemnly and officially received by the Geographical Society of Lima, the fine archæological, statistical and hydrographical work of which keenly interested him. With so much scientific enthusiasm did he express himself, that he conquered all hearts. By far the proudest and happiest man present, however, was Don Christobal, basking in the reflected glory of his distinguished guest. As they were all leaving after the ceremony—Maria-Teresa wearing her bracelet despite the protests of her aunt and the duenna—the Marquis met Don Alonso de Cuelar.

"Why, Cuelar," he exclaimed, "I thought you were at Cajamarca!"

Don Alonso opened his eyes in surprise, evidently not understanding.

"Come, come, Cuelar, you may confess. I shall not be angry. Both Maria-Teresa and I agree that your little revenge was a very neat one."

"My revenge? ..."

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