I'll look after the convento to settle some old scores with the curate." "And we'll take care of the barracks to show the civil-guards that our father had sons." "How many of us will there be ?" "Five, and five will be enough.

Don Crisostomo's servant, though, says there'll be twenty of us." "What if you don't succeed ?" "Hist!" exclaimed one of the shadows, and all fell silent.
In the semi-obscurity a shadowy figure was seen to approach, sneaking along by the fence.

From time to time it stopped as if to look back.

Nor was reason for this movement lacking, since some twenty paces behind it came another figure, larger and apparently darker than the first, but so lightly did it touch the ground that it vanished as rapidly as though the earth had swallowed it every time the first shadow paused and turned.
"They're following me," muttered the first figure.

"Can it be the civil-guards?
Did the senior sacristan lie ?" "They said that they would meet here," thought the second shadow.