text:  "The Conde de Villabuena " enquired the young man when he had shaken the drowsy host out of his slumbers--"is he still at his house between this and Tudela?" The _ventero_ a greasy ill-conditioned Valencian rubbed his eyes muttered a coarse oath and seemed half disposed instead of replying to pick a quarrel with his interrogator; but a glance at the athletic figure and resolute countenance of the latter dissipated the inclination and he answered by a surly affirmative