Chapter 33: - Page 6 of 6

Exactly, rejoined the youth, what does it matter to me, after all, whether they praise or censure, when this world takes no care of the oppressed, of the poor, and of weak womankind? What obligations have I to recognize toward society when it has recognized none toward me?

That’s what I like to hear, declared the tempter triumphantly.  He took a revolver from a case and gave it to Basilio, saying, At ten o’clock wait for me in front of the church of St. Sebastian to receive my final instructions.  Ah, at nine you must be far, very far from Calle Anloague.

Basilio examined the weapon, loaded it, and placed it in the inside pocket of his coat, then took his leave with a curt, I’ll see you later.