You, Padre Irene: I renounce chastity, liberality, and so on.

Those are small matters, and I'm putting up my diamonds." "What a peculiar man this Simoun is, what notions he has!" exclaimed Padre Irene with a smile.
"And _he_," continued Simoun, slapping his Excellency familiarly on the shoulder, "he will pay me with an order for five days in prison, or five months, or an order of deportation made out in blank, or let us say a summary execution by the Civil Guard while my man is being conducted from one town to another." This was a strange proposition, so the three who had been pacing about gathered around.
"But, Senor Simoun," asked the high official, "what good will you get out of winning promises of virtues, or lives and deportations and summary executions ?" "A great deal! I'm tired of hearing virtues talked about and would like to have the whole of them, all there are in the world, tied up in a sack, in order to throw them into the sea, even though I had to use my diamonds for sinkers." "What an idea!" exclaimed Padre Irene with another smile.

"And the deportations and executions, what of them ?" "Well, to clean the country and destroy every evil seed." "Get out! You're still sore at the tulisanes.

But you were lucky that they didn't demand a larger ransom or keep all your jewels.

Man, don't be ungrateful!" Simoun proceeded to relate how he had been intercepted by a band of tulisanes, who, after entertaining him for a day, had let him go on his way without exacting other ransom than his two fine revolvers and the two boxes of cartridges he carried with him.