And had I not killed him, we should both have been tried by drum-head court-martial, and shot or strangled to-night.

This way.

Now, I defy them to catch us." As he spoke, Carmen plunged into a heap of ruins by the wayside, with the intricacies of which, despite the darkness, he appeared to be quite familiar.
"Nobody will disturb us here," he said at length, pausing under the shadow of a broken wall.

"These are the ruins of the Church of Alta Gracia, which, in its fall during the great earthquake, killed several hundred worshippers.

People say they are haunted; after dark nobody will come near them.