tly Adams got up quietly and went out of the door, and I
knew he was going round to the back to meet his girl. I had seen a look
pass atween them when she brought in our wine. We went on talking quiet
for some time; four or five other men dropped in, and some of them got
talking together in low tones, and I began to wish we were well out of
it, and to wonder how much longer Adams was going to be before he came
back. Suddenly we heard a loud scream, and Manola--that was the girl's
name--came rushing in from behind. 'He's killed him,' she screamed, and
she fell down as if she had been killed too. As I heard afterward, her
old rascal of a father had for some time suspected something was up
between her and Adams, and when he missed him had stolen out behind and
came upon them just as he was kissing her and saying goodby. Then he
whipped his knife out, and before Adams had time to turn round, stabbed
him in the back, and the sergeant fell dead without a word.

"Close behind the girl rushed in the innkeeper, swearing and cursing and
calling us heretics, and dogs, and robbers, and every other bad kind of
name. The men got up and began to stamp and shout, and seeing that it
was no time for argument I said to Saunders, 'We had best make a bolt of
it, Bill.' So we out swords and made a dash for the inner door, for they
had closed in at the other with their knives out. We got safely through
the house. Just outside the back door we came upon the body of Adams. We
stopped a moment and turned him over to see if he was dead, but it was
all up with him.

"It didn't take a moment to look; but, before it was done, they were
upon us, both from behind and running round from the front of the house.
We cut and slashed for a moment and then bolted with them at our heels.
We got separated in a minute. I turned in among some bushes and lost
Saunders. I heard afterward he was killed before he had run fifty yards.
Luckily they missed me for the moment, and I lay down among the bushes
and thought it over. The whole village was up by this time, as I could
hear by the shouts; and after thinking it over I concluded that there
was no chance of my making my way back to Lerida, and that my best plan
would be to go up to the convent and ask for shelter there. I knew well
enough that once inside I should be safe from the peasants.

"Well, I crawled along for some distance. Half a dozen times they
was nigh stumbling over me as they searched about in the g