“After an act of robbery, you think all can be arranged with hypocritical words,” said Candiola, turning his back and skulking away from the group, muttering, “Señor Montoria should talk of refunding the price of the flour. Begging forgiveness of me! I have lived to see all there is to see.”
He moved slowly away. Montoria, seeing that several of us were about to pursue the insolent cur, said—
“Let him go in peace. Let us have compassion on that unfortunate man.”