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I suggested to Garcia that we should play cards, and he agreed. In the second game I told him he was cheating; he began to laugh; I threw the cards in his face. He tried to get at his blunderbuss. I set my foot on it, and said, 'They say you can use a knife as well as the best ruffian in Malaga; will you try it with me? El Dancaire tried to part us.
"To shorten the story, sir, Carmen procured me civilian clothes, disguised in which I got out of Seville without being recognised. I went to Jerez, with a letter from Pastia to a dealer in anisette whose house was the smugglers' meeting-place. I was introduced to them, and their leader, surnamed El Dancaire, enrolled me in his gang.
"We followed him, El Dancaire and I keeping a little way behind. As soon as the woman saw us, instead of being frightened and our dress would have been enough to frighten any one she burst into a fit of loud laughter. 'Ah! the lillipendi! They take me for an erani!* * "The idiots, they take me for a smart lady!"
That night we found ourselves in a thicket, worn out with fatigue, with nothing to eat, and ruined by the loss of our mules. What do you think that devil Garcia did? He pulled a pack of cards out of his pocket and began playing games with El Dancaire by the light of a fire they kindled.
I said to El Dancaire: "'I'll look after the Englishman, you frighten the others they're not armed! "The Englishman was a plucky fellow. He'd have killed me if Carmen hadn't jogged his elbow. "To put it shortly, I won Carmen back that day, and my first words were to tell her she was a widow. "When she knew how it had all happened "'You'll always be a lillipendi, she said.
And then Jose-Maria was the worst of comrades in the bargain. In one expedition we made with him, he managed so that he kept all the profits, and we had all the trouble and the blows. But I must go back to my story. We had no sign at all from Carmen. El Dancaire said: 'One of us will have to go to Gibraltar to get news of her. She must have planned some business.
El Dancaire, Garcia, a good-looking fellow from Ecija, who was called El Remendado, and Carmen herself, kept their wits about them. The rest forsook the mules and took to the gorges, where the horses could not follow them.
They had plenty of good guineas. Garcia would have killed them, but El Dancaire and I objected. All we took from them, besides their shirts, which we greatly needed, was their money and their watches. "Sir, a man may turn rogue in sheer thoughtlessness.
El Dancaire and I gathered a few comrades about us, who were more trustworthy than our earlier ones, and we turned our attention to smuggling.
I had given Garcia one or two cuffs, his rage had given him courage, he drew his knife, and I drew mine. We both of us told El Dancaire he must leave us alone, and let us fight it out. He saw there was no means of stopping us, so he stood on one side. Garcia was already bent double, like a cat ready to spring upon a mouse.
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