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.

I then asked him what had become of the Indian.

"He is safe on the roof," he replied. "I have just seen him; he tells
me that he heard the alguazils arrive, and that at first he thought he
was betrayed, especially when the dog began to snuff under the door. He
soon, however, learned from their conversation that his presence was not
suspected; but still, to make sure, he descended the stairs in the hopes
of discovering a means of escape,--finding none, he ascended the ladder,
and forcing open the trap-door, he got through to the roof. He then
returned, when hearing the key asked for, he knew that his bedding would
betray his having been there, so he carried everything up to the roof,
lifting the ladder up after him. His doing so puzzled the dog, and
saved him his life probably, and us from very considerable annoyance."

We afterwards met at breakfast, when Jose gave my father and mother a
full account of all that occurred. My father having given the Indian
notice to retire to the roof, the body of the hound was removed and
buried, and the family resumed their usual routine of life. Either I or
Lilly twice a day, when no one was observing us, carried food to the
Indian. Upwards of a week had passed since his arrival, when he
expressed a strong desire to resume his journey, saying that he thought
by this time the search for him must be over. My father was very
unwilling to let him go; but he assured us, that now his health and
strength were completely restored, he had not the slightest fear of
again falling into the hands of the Spaniards. All the provision he
would accept was a little maize, and sufficient cacao to replenish his
pouch. The cacao has been in use among the Peruv