human
But that little girl, who was she?
gpt
Amèlie de Socotra!
human
Amèlie de Socotra! Impossible! Francisco's daughter!
gpt
His adopted daughter.
human
Oh true, I had forgotten that.
gpt
And Bareda's niece.
human
But she foreswore my poor master when she went to live with the rich. He grieved over it. He had not spoken to her in ten years.
gpt
You are mistaken there. He sought her out the day before he sailed for New York on the _Allianca_, and had a long talk with her, a talk that profoundly influenced the girl.
human
I was in jail then,
gpt
In jail!
human
Oh, that's nothing disgraceful in Managuay, said Estuban bitterly.
gpt
Go on.
human
The man de Silva arrived in Managuay a few days before I was arrested. He claimed to be the representative of a New York trading house, and was provided with seemingly authentic credentials. He had lived long enough in the United States to imbibe liberal ideas it was thought, and we hoped to secure in him a recruit to our side. No connection between him and the de Socotra gang had appeared. When I was separated from Señor Bareda I suppose he naturally turned to this man; he had to have an interpreter. Even under the conditions that surrounded us my poor master was always too slow to suspect evil. It was I who was accustomed to protect him from his own innocence of heart.
gpt
And now we know, added Greg,
human
Now I'll tell you what was in the little black book,
gpt
Hold on! he said.
human
It's past one. De Socotra might possibly return here. His room is adjoining. We had better go down to my own room where there is no danger of being disturbed. In any case I have to be there at two to receive a report over the telephone.