"He's giving him money, lots of money!" True it was that Lucas was counting silver coins into the hand of Sisa's husband.

The two then exchanged some words in secret and separated, apparently satisfied.
"Pedro must have agreed.

That's what it is to be decided," sighed Bruno.
Tarsilo remained gloomy and thoughtful, wiping away with the cuff of his camisa the perspiration that ran down his forehead.
"Brother," said Bruno, "I'm going to accept, if you don't decide.

The _law_ [129] continues, the _lasak_ must win and we ought not to lose any chance.

I want to bet on the next fight.