"I can see the whole of the garden," he said. "There, under the trees,
there is a woman, a girl, a young lady."

"That is Senorita Rosario," answered Licurgo.

And at the same time he also raised himself in his stirrups to look over
the wall.

"Eh! Senorita Rosario!" he cried, making energetic signs with his right
hand. "Here we are; I have brought your cousin with me."

"She has seen us," said the young man, stretching out his neck as far as
was possible. "But if I am not mistaken, there is an ecclesiastic with
her--a priest."

"That is the Penitentiary," answered the countryman, with naturalness.

"My cousin has seen us--she has left the priest, and is running toward
the house. She is beautiful."

"As the sun!"

"She has turned redder than a cherry. Come, come, Senor Licurgo."



CHAPTER III

PEPE REY