But at the stair foot the latter spoke to the squire.

"Find me in an hour, Juan Lepe.

I have something to say to thee!" His tone carried, "Do you think the place there makes any difference?
No, by the god of friends!" I let him go thinking that I would come to him presently.

But I, too, had to act under the god of friends.

In Diego Lopez's room I found quill and ink and paper, and there I wrote a letter to Don Enrique, and finding Diego gave it to him to be given in two hours into Don Enrique's hand.