"I always try to," was the smiling rejoinder, for Billie was now
in the very best humor. Eating was his strong point and he had
gone the limit.
"Clear away the feast and then reassemble," was Santiago's next
order.
This order was carried into effect, and the servants also must
have enjoyed a square meal, for it was more than an hour ere they
again assembled, during which time Billie sank back in his chair
and slumbered peacefully.
He was finally awakened by a hand laid upon his arm.
"Awake, my son," were the words he heard. "It is now time that I
reveal to you the secret of my life. It is now time that I should
tell you the secret of the treasure of Montezuma."
"That's right, Prince," said Billie sleepily. "Let her go."
Santiago regarded him interrogatively.
"What said my son?"
"Oh, yes, Prince. I forgot you only understood good English. Let
her go, means proceed with the secret."
"Let her go. Let her go," Santiago repeated a couple of times.
"Yes," he continued, "I had forgotten about her."
He clapped his hands and the same servant who had first appeared
approached his chair.
Santiago gave an order in a language which Billie did not
understand, but which he imagined was Indian, and the servant
withdrew, only to reappear a few minutes later with a young woman
who greatly resembled Santiago and who was also arrayed in a
gorgeous costume.
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