"Ay! and the fruits exposed to plunder, and the food that is to be had for the taking, and the gold that is to be found upon the pavements!" echoed the other, with an ill-concealed taunt in his manner.
"We must see each other, Sanchez, very often, you know: it will be so pleasant to have somebody to talk to whom we know, will it not? Oh! what a pleasant prospect!"
"Yes! it is a pleasant prospect—for me," replied his comrade. "But as to you----"
"What, Sanchez! Is my chance worse than your own? I can make myself useful in many ways."
"It is a good prospect for me, I was going to say," repeated Sanchez, "and it might be for you also, Nazas, but for one reason."
"And what is that? Tell me—oh, do tell me, quickly, that I may remove it."
"You would do well enough, I have no doubt," again said Sanchez, ferociously, "but for one reason—and that is, you will never get there!"
"Never get there!" exclaimed the poor youth, glancing in affright upon the darkening countenance of his companion.
"You will never get there, I tell you!"
