had not fought.”
“Why do we speak of this? There is now no remedy.”
The wounded man was presently unable to walk. Supported on Roque’s arm he progressed very slowly. Finally it was necessary to carry him like a child. Thus they came in sight of Chopo. Panfilo did not wish Roque to carry him farther.
“May God reward you,” he said to him. “Leave me upon this stone and hurry away that they may not come to seize you.”
“Though they seize me, how can I leave you alone?”
“Every little while the peons and their women pass; they will carry me to my house. Go.”
“Good friend, since you wish it, I will go; but one thing is necessary first; without it I will not go.”