He was at the beard in a moment. Cristoval raised his hand.

"Well, what now?" demanded Pedro, pausing.

The Crimson Conquest — Part 96

"She goeth with me, Pedro. I have sworn to the Inca—"

The Crimson Conquest — Part 96

"Oh, Murder of the Innocents! Man, ’t is impossible! Thy life may pay for it. Save thy neck if thou canst. It is thy one chance. Thy trial is for the morrow. Encumbered with her—"

The Crimson Conquest — Part 96

"She goeth with me, Pedro, or I go not at all."

Pedro swore vigorously, but Cristoval was obdurate. They wrangled hotly in fierce undertone. Pedro yielded.

"Be it as thou sayst, Cristoval. Holy Mother! Why must a good man sometimes be a fool? Well, stew me, thou ’rt not the first to be undone by a petticoat, nor wilt be the last. As thou sayst. Tilt thy head back."

"Good Pedro, I have given my sacred word. Should I break it, and she come to harm,—it were dastardly, my friend, as thou knowest. By to-morrow I can have her in the hands of her people."

Pedro clipped rapidly. "Well, I pray Heaven the effort may not cost too dear. But—damn my kettles, Cristoval!—thou’rt a man in a million. Now, I’ll tell thee how to find her. Thou knowest the little gate in the wall just back of the left wing of the palace. Thou’lt find it unfastened. Go in when the sentinel is not too near. Thou canst find the women’s court? Enter it and knock at the third door on the right. Her maids sleep there. They will know thee. Ask for Nuyalla. She will lead thee to the Princess, who will go with thee, I doubt not, for she knoweth now the fate in store for her. Heaven be with thee, Cristoval! Now thou’rt done."

As he arose Cristoval demanded once more, searching the countenance of the cook, "Pedro, dost swear this will not endanger thee?"

"On my oath, it will not. De Soto is party to it. If it is needed, I’ll have his protection."

Cristoval was satisfied. The remaining preparations were quickly made. A few minutes’ work removed the fetters. Pedro’s peg was unstrapped and fitted to Cristoval’s bent leg. Then the cavalier bound his friend securely with strips torn from his doublet. He buckled on his rapier, threw the cloak over his shoulders, pulled the sombrero well down over his eyes, and was ready to depart.

"Now walk across the room that I may see thy gait," said Pedro. "Ah! Good! But stagger widely when thou ’rt outside. Tilt not thy rapier too much, lest it disclose thy leg. The peg would spoil thy swordsmanship, but once inside the palace walls thou canst take it off. Thou’lt answer. Now go!"