A JOURNEY AND THE ADVENTURES WE MET WITH.

I awoke to perfect consciousness (for I could scarcely be said to have

been asleep all night) just as the first faint streaks of dawn were

appearing in the sky; and hearing the voices of men, and the stamping of

horses in the court-yard, I looked out of the window to learn what was

occurring. At first my mind misgave me that the alguazil and his

myrmidons had by some means seized the Indian; but as I scrutinised the

dark forms which appeared in the cold grey light of the morning, I could

not distinguish his among them.

The men mounted one after the other apparently in good humour, for Jose

was there among the other servants with a huge flagon of wine to serve

out to them the stirrup-cup at parting, a custom observed in most

countries. It was a great relief to my mind when the gates were opened

and I saw them fairly outside the walls. As the light increased, I

watched them slowly winding along the steep path which led up the

mountain, till they disappeared in a dark gorge which opened before

them.

"You will have a long ride if you do not intend to halt till you have

caught the fugitive in that direction," said I to myself, just as Jose

entered.

"I have sent the rogues off in good humour," he observed. "Wine is a

fine thing to raise the spirits, though to my mind last night they took

enough to raise more than they expected--ha, ha, ha! They thought they

were attacked by ghosts and goblins, when in reality only a number of

bats flew out against them after the foul air had already damped their

ardour. The place swarms with the vermin. By the by, if the Senor, my

master, will give me the key of the vault, I will get up that beast of a

dog, and bury him or hang him up to feed the condors."

I thought Jose suspected something, and said this to learn the truth. I

was inclined to confide the secret to him, but I felt that I ought not

to do so without my father's permission; so I answered that my father

would give him the keys when he required them. When I met my father, he

told me that I was right in not telling Jose, both for our sake as well

as his own, though he was doubtless trustworthy.

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