We Soon Entered The Town, Which Appeared Dark And Gloomy Enough; I Followed Close Behind The Gypsy, Who Led The Way I Knew Not Whither, Through Dismal Streets And Dark Places, Where Cats Were Squalling.

"Here is the house," said he at last, dismounting before a low mean hut; he knocked, no answer was returned; - he knocked again, but still there was no reply; he shook the door and essayed to open it, but it appeared firmly locked and bolted.

"Caramba!" said he, "they are out - I feared it might be so. Now what are we to do?"

"There can be no difficulty," said I, "with respect to what we have to do; if your friends are gone out, it is easy enough to go to a posada."

"You know not what you say," replied the Gypsy, "I dare not go to the mesuna, nor enter any house in Trujillo save this, and this is shut; well, there is no remedy, we must move on, and, between ourselves, the sooner we leave this place the better; my own planoro (brother) was garroted at Trujillo."

He lighted a cigar, by means of a steel and yesca, sprang on his mule, and proceeded through streets and lanes equally dismal as those which we had already traversed till we again found ourselves out of the, town.

I confess I did not much like this decision of the Gypsy; I felt very slight inclination to leave the town behind and to venture into unknown places in the dark night:

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