He had thought of him only as one owing implicit obedience to him as a temporal and spiritual guide.
"Reverend Father!" He turned impatiently.

It was his muleteer, Jose.

Father Pedro's sunken eye brightened.
"Ah, Jose! Quickly, then; hast thou found Sanchicha ?" "Truly, your reverence! And I have brought her with me, just as she is; though if your reverence make more of her than to fill the six-foot hole and say a prayer over her, I'll give the mule that brought her here for food for the bull's horns.

She neither hears nor speaks, but whether from weakness or sheer wantonness, I know not." "Peace, then! and let thy tongue take example from hers.

Bring her with thee into the sacristy and attend without.