other event takes place--one that
may embarrass, and delay, if it do not altogether prevent their
departure."

"_Amigo_; you talk enigmatically. Will you oblige me by speaking
plainer?"

"I will; but not till we've had our chocolate, and after it a _copita_
of Catalan. I need a little alcohol to get my brain in working order;
for there's work for it to do. Enough now to tell you I've had a
revelation. A good angel--or it may be a bad one--has visited me, and
given it. A vision which shows me at the same time riches and revenge--
pointing the straight way to both."

"Has the vision shown that I'm to be a sharer in these fine things?"

"It has; and you shall be. But only in proportion as you may prove
yourself worthy."

"_Por Dios_! I'll do my best. I have the will, if you'll only instruct
me in the way."

"I'll do that. But I warn you, 'twill need more than will--strength,
secrecy, courage, determination."

"_Desayuno, senores_!"

This from one of the domestics announcing the chocolate served.

CHAPTER THIRTY SEVEN.

MYSTERIOUS COMMUNICATIONS.

A few moments suffice the ruined gamblers for their slight matutinal
repast. After which, a decanter of Catalonian brandy and glasses are
placed upon the table, with a bundle of Manilla cheroots, size number
one.

While the glasses are being filled, and the cigars lighted, there is
silence. Then Calderon calls upon his guest to impart the particulars
of that visionary revelation, which promises to give them, at the same
time, riches and revenge.

Taking a sip of the potent spirit, and a puff or two at his cigar, De
Lara responds to the call. But first leaning across the table, and
looking his confederate straight in the face, he asks, in an odd
fashion--

"Are you a bankrupt, Faustino Calderon?"

"Of course I am. Why do you put the question?"

"Because I want to be sure, before making known to you the scheme I've
hinted at. As I've told you, I'm after no child's play. I ask again,
_are_ you a bankrupt?"

"And I answer you I _am_. But what has that to do with it?"

"A good deal. Never mind. You _are_ one? You assure me of it?"

"I do. I'm as poor as yourself, if not poorer, after last night's
losses. I'd embarked all my money in the Monte concern."

"But you have something besides money? This house and your lands?"

"Mortgaged--months ago--up to the eyes, the ears, crown of the head.
That's where the cash came from to set up th