They then fell to blows and hard words, but Carl had them bound
in cords, and took their arms from them. The men of Spain then
said they would do them no harm, and if they would live at peace
they would help them, and that they should live with them as they
had done till that time, but they could not give them back their
arms for three or four months.

One night Carl--whom I shall call "the chief," as he took the
lead of all the rest--felt a great weight on his mind, and could
get no sleep, though he was quite well in health. He lay still
for some time, but as he, did not feel at case, he got up, and
took a look out. But as it was too dark to see far, and he heard
no noise, he went back to his bed. Still it was all one, he could
not sleep; and though he knew not why, his thoughts would give
him no rest.

He then woke up one of his friends, and told him how it had been
with him. "Say you so?" said he "What if there should be some bad
plot at work near us!" They then set off to the top of the hill,
where I was wont to go, and from thence they saw the light of a
fire, quite a short way from them, and heard the sounds of men,
not of one or two, but of a great crowd. We need not doubt that
the chief and the man with him now ran back at once, to tell all
the rest what they had seen; and when they heard the news, they
could not be kept close where they were, but must all run out to
see how things stood.

At last they thought that the best thing to do would be, while it
was dark, to send old Jaf out as a spy, to learn who they were,