human
Off, off you rascals! Is this the way you dare to treat my friends?
gpt
How dare you, ye villains, attack a friend of mine, who came to visit me, with my word pledged for his security? he cried.
human
I hope, senhor, you are not injured. Well, then, it does not matter, and I see you have punished one of them. Pick up that fellow, and away with you; for I see he's more frightened than hurt.
gpt
The venerable hermit!
human
What, senhor, have you found me out? said Fre Diogo, laughing.
gpt
Well, don't betray me, or you will injure my character for sanctity, and 'tis the last thing I have now to depend on.
human
I should be ungrateful for the service you have just now afforded me, answered Don Luis.
gpt
Though, for your own sake, my friend, I wish it were more justly established.
human
Oh! that is a trifle, senhor,--I mean, the service I have done you, said the Friar.
gpt
What do you stand gaping there for, you rogues? Off with you,
human
Come, Senhor Frade, pay us for our work, then, answered one of the men.
gpt
We came to rob this young fidalgo by your orders, and we won't, go back empty-handed.
human
Oh, you villains! you will ruin my character if you talk thus;--that was to be if the young fidalgo was not charitable; but he has won my heart; and remember, the man who injures him is my enemy. However, here is more than you deserve, and he flung them the ten milreas Luis had left for the hermit, on which each of the men made him a low bow, and hurried away. Nothing abashed, he again turned to Don Luis.
gpt
You see, senhor, the truth of the saying exemplified, that charity brings its own reward. Now, if you had not been charitable, I confess the temptation to rob you was very great; but when I found the amount of your offering, I repented, and, as you see, came to rescue you. If you have a trifle about you, you can repay me at once;--well, never mind, if you have not; another time will do;--but don't say a Capuchin is ungrateful, that's all. Now, farewell, senhor; we shall meet again, I doubt not. You will not betray me, I know; and I am sure Senhor Pedro there will not, for he is an honest fellow; and if he does, I shall break his head some time or other. You had better make the best of your way home, and not encounter those men, as they have not the same feelings of honour that I have. Now, don't answer;--I know what you would say, that I am a rogue in grain; but it cannot be helped... Adeos, senhor.