“You are right,” he answered. “I ought not to have agreed so far with Rojas, and for my part, the compact is broken from this moment.”
He drew forth his copy and tore it to pieces.
The next day on taking up our line of march, Rojas said to me: “You not only do not sign yourself but breed disaffection among the other leaders.”
I frankly told him my opinion, which he heard with interest. When I had finished he added:
“I am not shooting you now, because Julio and his people forbid it.... But, we will see later.... We have a lot of unsettled accounts.”
He cast a sinister glance at me and then left, urging his horse to a gallop.