heard the general,
turning to the officer who acted as his chief of police, direct him to
keep an eye upon us. His suspicions had, I saw, been aroused.

We did not consider it necessary to pay any special mark of respect as
we took our leave. The general was talking to the officers at his side,
scarcely deigning to notice us. With heads erect, and as calm
countenances as we could command, we passed through the crowd in the
ante-room, and made our way into the street. We then hurried back to
Don Jose's, to tell him how fruitless had been our visit to the viceroy.

"I was afraid so," observed our host. "If Murillo has made up his mind,
no power on earth can turn him from his purpose."

I had not forgotten Antonio, and had formed a plan to try and rescue Mr
Duffield and Dr Cazalla, should other means fail. As Antonio had not
already betrayed me, I had great hopes that I could rely on his
assistance. Always accompanied by Mr Laffan, I went about endeavouring
to discover him. I at length ascertained that he belonged to the guard
stationed at the prison. In all probability, then, he would at times
have charge of the prisoners inside; and if so, he might be able to aid
in their escape.

Before long we fell in with him off duty, and near the prison itself.
It was late in the evening, but there was sufficient light for us to
recognise each other. I made a sign, and he followed us to a dark spot
under the prison walls.

"You know me, Antonio?" I asked.

"Ah yes, senor, the moment I saw you, while we were on the march here.
I joined the Godos as the only means of saving my life--having obtained
the uniform of a corporal who had been killed. My intention, however,
was to desert on the first opportunity."

"Will you venture to assist the escape of Don Ricardo and Dr Cazalla?"
I asked.

"Don Ricardo has already spoken to me, and promised a reward. I will do
what I can without the reward, although the money would be welcome. He
has promised me three hundred dollars."

"And I will give two hundred more when he is safe away from the city,
and five hundred for Dr Cazalla."

"Ah, senor, that is more difficult, for he is strictly guarded, and, it
is said, is to die to-morrow."

"To-morrow!" I exclaimed; "then he must escape to-night."

"Impossible!" answered Antonio; "ten thousand dollars would not effect
his liberation. And besides, in endeavouring to free him I might be
suspected, and thus be unable to hel