His disciples hid themselves daily more carefully in their isolation in the tower.
Don Martin had his mother ill, and could not leave the convent.
Silver Stick felt quite satisfied with Luna seeing him alone, believing that it was he who had alienated his disciples, cutting short in this way his dangerous conversations so as to restore order in the cloister.

One day he addressed him smilingly with a patronising manner.
"You will be rewarded for your good conduct, Gabrielillo, much sooner than you expect.

Did I not say I would look out for something for you in exchange for the help you gave me in showing the treasury?
Well, now you have it.

From next week two pesetas daily will fall into your purse like two suns.

Are you equal to staying all night in the Cathedral?
The older watchman, the one who was a civil guard, is tired of it, and is going home to his own village.