human
It might, returns Gaspar;
gpt
But, Gaspar, says Ludwig, still doubting the possibility of the scheme;
human
Ah! in the daylight, yes, they might. But I don't intend giving them that chance. If I enter their town at all, and I see no other way for it, that entry must be made in the darkness. I propose making it to-morrow evening, after the sun's gone down, and when it's got to be late twilight. Then they'll all be off guard, engaged in driving their animals into the _corrales_, and less likely to notice any one strolling about the streets.
gpt
But supposing you get safe into the place, and can go about without attracting attention, what will you do?
human
What can you?
gpt
Well, senoritos, that will depend on circumstances, and a good deal on the sort of luck in store for us. Still you mustn't suppose I'm trusting all to chance. Gaspar Mendez isn't the man to thrust his hand into a hornet's nest, without a likelihood--nay, a certainty, of drawing some honey out of it.
human
Then you have such certainty now?