‘I have to give account of my actions to the pedestrians who encounter on the road, the stranger answered dryly. The law protects me.

-That is not my opinion, said the nobleman, that if the law allows you to threaten that key to a helpless man, nor prevent me to me to put the sword to the chest.

– For Christ’s sake, protejedme, good sir! said at that point, the crucifix, kneeling and holding out his hands in supplication. I have a hundred fold in the belt and if you kill your are my executioner.

– How is understood, scoundrel? Are you trying to buy gold and the sword arm of a noble? I believe, by my faith, you’re so mean of soul and body and you have deserved the treatment they receive.

-Great truth you say, sir knight, said the hub, which is this Pedro Bermejo, highway robbery and death over the conscience, terror for many months of Chester and the whole region. A week ago my brother who killed treacherously, perseguíle other and harassed my neighbors took refuge near the monastery of San Juan. The Reverend would not give it to me prior to that I had sworn to respect the life of the murderer while he has in hand the crucifix gave a pledge of asylum. I respected my vow so far as a good Christian, but I have sworn to follow the miserable until he falls exhausted and killed like a dog, so after you get out of hand that even the holy cross protect you.