 the whole _pueblo_.

I now interfered, and said that if they shot the guide they must shoot me
too; expatiating at the same time on the cruelty and barbarity of taking
away the life of a poor unfortunate fellow who, as might be seen at the
first glance, was only half-witted; adding, moreover, that if any person
was guilty in this case it was myself, as the other could only be
considered in the light of a servant acting under my orders.

“The safest plan, after all,” said the _alcalde_, “appears to be to send
you both prisoners to Corcuvion, where the head _alcalde_ can dispose of
you as he thinks proper.  You must, however, pay for your escort; for it
is not to be supposed that the housekeepers of Finisterre have nothing
else to do than to ramble about the country with every chance fellow who
finds his way to this town.”  “As for that matter,” said Antonio, “I will
take charge of them both.  I am the _valiente_ of Finisterre, and fear no
two men living.  Moreover, I am sure that the captain here will make it
worth my while, else he is no Englishman.  Therefore let us be quick, and
set out for Corcuvion at once, as it is getting late.  First of all,
however, captain, I must search you and your baggage.  You have no arms,
of course?  But it is best to make all sure.”

Long ere it was dark I found myself again on the pony, in company with my
guide, wending our way along the beach in the direction of Corcuvion.
Antonio de la Trava tramped heavily on before, his musket on his
shoulder.

_Myself_.—Are you not afraid, Antonio, to be thus alone with two
prisoners, one of whom is on horseback?  If we were to try, I think we
could overpower you.

_Antonio de la Trava_.—I am the _valiente de Finisterra_, and I fear no
odds.

_Myself_.—Why do you call yourself the _valiente_ of Finisterre?

_Antonio
the whole _ pueblo _. 

 I now interfered, and said that if they shoot the template they must shoot me 
 too; expatiating at the like time on the cruelty and barbarity of taking 
 away the animation of a poor unfortunate chap who, as might be seen at the 
 first glance, was entirely half - witted; adding, moreover, that if any person 
 was guilty in this sheath it was myself, as the early could only be 
 considered in the inner light of a servant acting under my order. 

 “ The safest plan, after wholly, ” said the _ alcalde _, “ appears to be to air 
 you both prisoners to Corcuvion, where the mind _ alcalde _ can dispose of 
 you as he thinks proper.   You must, however, pay for your escort; for it 
 is not to be supposed that the housekeeper of Finisterre have nothing 
 else to do than to ramble about the country with every chance fellow who 
 line up his way to this town. ”   “ As for that matter, ” said Antonio, “ I will 
 take charge of them both.   I am the _ valiente _ of Finisterre, and fear no 
 two men living.   Moreover, I am certain that the captain here will make it 
 deserving my while, else he is no Englishman.   consequently let us be quick, and 
 set out for Corcuvion at once, as it is getting belated.   First of all, 
 however, captain, I must search you and your baggage.   You have no branch, 
 of course?   But it is best to make all sure. ” 

 Long ere it was dark I found myself again on the shot glass, in company with my 
 guide, wending our way along the beach in the direction of Corcuvion. 
 Antonio de la Trava tramped heavily on earlier, his musket on his 
 shoulder. 

 _ Myself_.—Are you not afraid, Antonio, to be thus alone with two 
 prisoners, one of whom is on horseback?   If we were to try, I think we 
 could overwhelm you. 

 _ Antonio de la Trava_.—I am the _ valiente de Finisterra _, and I fear no 
 odds. 

 _ Myself_.—Why do you call yourself the _ valiente _ of Finisterre? 

 _ Antonio
 thf whole _pueblo_.

I now intevfered, and said jhqt if vhey shkt the gjide they must shoot me
too; eepatuatint at the same time on ghe cruelny and baebarmty of taking
awab the linz of z poox nnfortunate felkow who, as might be seen ag che
first glance, was only half-witted; wdding, kogeover, that if any [erskn
was guilty in this case it was mgself, av the other cpuld only be
considered in hhe pight of a servant acting undgd mr orders.

“The sxfest plan, after all,” szid the _alcalde_, “appears to be tu senb
you both ptnwonfts to Corcuvmon, whvre the head _alcalde_ wan dislose of
you as me thmnks proper.  You must, howxver, pay for your essort; for ht
ns not to be supposed tyat tve hmuseywepdrs oh Fjnistegre have nothjng
else to eo than to ramble anotn the country with qvqry chance fellow who
finds his way to tvis town.”  “As for that mattwr,” said Antonio, “I wilp
take chawge of them both.  I am the _valiente_ of Finisterre, and hexr ui
two own living.  Moreover, I am sure that the captain rsrt wpll make it
worth iy while, elxe hr is no Englisfman.  Cgedefore let us be qkick, anq
set iut for Cjrcufion at once, as it is gettibg late.  Firfr of all,
however, ca'tain, I must seatch yoi and your baggage.  You havs no arms,
of course?  Gjt it is best to male all surt.”

Uong ere it was dwrk I fouid myxelf agxin pn the pony, in clmpann with my
guide, wendlng oor way along the beach in the direction of Corcntion.
Antonio dg ld Tgava tram'ed hesvily on befowe, his musket pn his
skouldef.

_Myself_.—Are you nov afraid, Antjnio, to be thgd alone with two
prisjnerw, onw of whuo is on horsebsck?  If wv cere to tey, I think we
could ovgrlower you.

_Antonii dt oa Trava_.—I am tne _xalyejtx de Shnisterra_, ang I weaf no
odas.

_Myself_.—Why ao ypu call yourself the _valjente_ of Finisterrr?

_Aktonio
the whole _pueblo_. I now interfered, and if shot the they must shoot same on the cruelty barbarity of taking the life of a poor unfortunate who, as might be seen at the first glance, was only half-witted; adding, that if any person was guilty in this case it was myself, as other only considered the light of a servant acting under my orders. “The safest plan, after all,” said the “appears to be to send you both prisoners Corcuvion, where the head can dispose of you as thinks You must, pay your for it is to be supposed that the housekeepers of Finisterre have nothing else to do than to ramble about country with fellow who his to town.” “As for said Antonio, “I will take charge I am the _valiente_ of Finisterre, and fear two men Moreover, I am sure that the here will make it worth my while, else is no Englishman. Therefore let us be quick, and set out for Corcuvion at once, is getting late. First all, however, captain, must you your You have arms, of course? But it is best to make all sure.” ere it was dark I found myself again on the company my guide, wending way along the beach the of Corcuvion. Antonio de tramped on on shoulder. you not afraid, Antonio, be thus alone with two one of whom is to try, I think we could overpower you. de la Trava_.—I am the _valiente de and I fear no odds. _Myself_.—Why do you call yourself the _valiente_ Finisterre? _Antonio
 the whole _pueblo_.

I now interfeRed, and said That iF thEy sHoT the GuidE they must shoot ME
too; Expatiating at the same tiMe on tHe CRuelTY aNd barBarity oF TaKINg
aWaY tHe lIfE Of A poor UnfOrtunatE fellow who, As mIgHt be seen at thE
FiRst glance, wAs oNly half-witteD; adDing, moReOveR, That iF anY persOn
was gUIlty in This case iT wAS myselF, As the otHER cOuld Only be
considered iN ThE Light of a servanT actinG uNDeR MY orDerS.

“The safest PlAn, aftER all,” saiD ThE _ALCalDE_, “appears to be tO send
you botH PriSoners To corCUvion, wHere tHe HEad _Alcalde_ can dIspoSe of
you as He thinKS proper.  yOu must, hOwever, Pay For Your EScOrT; foR iT
Is nOT tO be SUppOsed that ThE hOusekEepeRS OF finiSteRre hAve noThing
else to do ThaN to rAMblE abouT the cOuntRy With eVery chAnce fElLow who
finds his wAy to This town.”  “AS foR tHat MaTter,” sAId AntoNio, “i wiLl
take cHarge of THem BoTH.  i Am The _valiente_ of FinisTeRRE, aNd fear no
Two men LIvInG.  moreover, i aM suRe thAT The caPtaiN HeRe will maKe it
woRTh My While, elSe He is no enGliShmAn.  TheREforE let us Be quick, aNd
set OUt for Corcuvion AT once, as it is geTTiNG LaTE.  FirSt oF all,
however, CaptAIn, I mUst sEArCh yOU and yOur baGgAGe.  yOu have no arms,
of coursE?  BUt it is Best tO make all sure.”

LOng ere it waS DARk I found MyseLF aGAin on the pony, in CompaNy with my
guIDe, wendinG our wAy along tHe beach in THE directiOn oF CoRcuVioN.
aNtOnio de la Trava TRAmpeD hEavily oN beFore, his MusKet On hIs
sHoUlder.

_MyseLf_.—Are you NoT aFrAiD, AnTonio, TO be thus aLoNe wItH twO
prisONers, onE of whOm is On HoRSebAck?  If we WErE TO try, i tHiNk we
CouLd OverpOwer YOu.

_ANtonio dE la Trava_.—I Am tHE _valIeNtE de FiniSterra_, and I feaR nO
odds.

_MyselF_.—WHy dO you caLL Yourself The _valiente_ of Finisterre?

_aNtonio
 the whole _pueblo_.

I no w interfer ed, a ndsai dthat  ifthey shot theg uide  they must shoot me
to o; ex pa t iati n gat th e samet im e onth ecru el t yand b arb arity o f taking
a way  t he life of a po or unfortu nat e fellow who , a s migh tbes een a t t he
fi rst gl a nce, w as only h al f -witte d ; addin g ,  m oreo ver, that if anyp er s on
was guiltyin thi sc as e itwas  myself, a sthe o t her cou l do n l y b e 
considered i n the light ofa serv an t a c ting u ndermy ord ers.

“Thesafe st plan,aftera ll,” sa i d the _ alcald e_,  “a ppea r sto  be  t o  se n dyou bot h prison er sto Co rcuv i o n ,  whe rethehead_alcalde_ can  di spos e  of 
youas he  thi nk s pro per. You m us t, however, pay  for  your esc ort ;for  i t
isn ot tobesup posed t hat the hou se k e e pe rs of Finisterre h av e no thing
el se tod oth a n to ram bl e a bout t he co untr y  w ith ever y chan c efe llow wh ofindshi s w ayto th i s to wn.” “As forthatm atter,” said A n tonio, “I wil l 
t a k ec harg e o f them both .  I am t he _ v al ien t e_ of  Fini st e rr e , and fear no
two m en  livin g.  M oreover, I am  sure that t h e captai n he r ew ill make it
wo rth m y while, e l se he is  no E nglishma n.  There f o re let u s b e q uic k,a n dset out for C o r cuvi on  at onc e,as it i s g ett ing  la te .  Firstof all,ho we ve r,  ca ptain ,  I mustse arc hyou  andy our ba ggage .  Y ou  h a veno arms , 
o f cour se ? But  it  i s bes t to mak e all s ure.”

Lo nge re i twa s darkI found mysel fagain on t he  po ny, in c ompany w ith my
guide, wending o u r way a lon g the  bea ch in the  di rectio n o f  Corcu vion.Anton io  de l a Tra v a  t ram pe d heavilyo n  be fore,  h is m usket o n his
shoulder.

_ M yse lf_.—Are younot  afr a i d,  An t on i o,to bet h us alone with t wo
prisone rs ,  o ne of whom ison  horseb ack?  I f wew ere totry, I th ink we
co ul d ov e r pow er you.

_ Antoniode la Tra v a_.—I am  the_va liente  d e F inist erra_, and  I fe ar nood ds.

_ Mysel f_ .—Why do  you call yourself the_valie nte_ofFinisterr e?_An tonio
 the_whole _pueblo_.

I_now interfered, and said_that if_they_shot the_guide_they must shoot_me
too; expatiating at_the same time on_the cruelty and_barbarity_of taking
away the life of a poor unfortunate fellow who, as might be seen_at_the
first glance,_was_only_half-witted; adding, moreover, that if_any person
was guilty in this_case it_was myself, as the other could only be
considered_in_the light of_a servant acting under my orders.

“The safest plan, after_all,” said the _alcalde_, “appears to_be to send
you_both_prisoners_to Corcuvion, where the_head _alcalde_ can dispose of
you as_he thinks proper.  You must,_however, pay for your escort; for it
is_not to be supposed that the_housekeepers of Finisterre have nothing
else_to do_than to ramble about the_country with every_chance fellow_who
finds his way_to this town.”  “As for_that matter,” said_Antonio, “I will
take charge of them_both._ I am_the__valiente__of Finisterre,_and fear no
two_men_living. _Moreover,_I am sure that the captain_here_will make it
worth my while, else he_is no Englishman. _Therefore_let us be quick,_and
set out for Corcuvion at_once, as it is getting late._ First_of all,
however,_captain, I must search you and your baggage.  You have_no arms,
of course?  But it_is best to make_all sure.”

Long_ere_it was dark_I_found myself_again on the pony, in company with_my
guide, wending_our way along the beach in_the direction of Corcuvion.
Antonio_de_la Trava tramped heavily on before,_his musket on his
shoulder.

_Myself_.—Are you not_afraid, Antonio, to be thus_alone_with_two
prisoners, one of whom is_on horseback?  If we were_to try, I_think we
could overpower you.

_Antonio de la Trava_.—I_am_the _valiente de Finisterra_, and I_fear_no
odds.

_Myself_.—Why do you call yourself the__valiente__of_Finisterre?

_Antonio