We were sheltered in a substantially built room, into which the cold air did not penetrate.

The indians with whom we were staying were unusually intelligent; a number of books, including a large dictionary, lay upon the table, and the men, who crowded in upon us, were anxious to learn the English words for common things.

This was an experience which rarely happened to us in indian Mexico.

The people, however, were not quite sure of our intentions, and Nabor said that when he went to water the horses, a committee of village folk waited upon him, asking whether we were the party of white men who had been skinning live indians over in the Once Pueblos.
There were four leagues between us and Cheran, and many more beyond it to Patzcuaro, where we hoped to arrive the next night.

Accordingly, we made an early start.