The next day's journey was over the hot dusty road with glimpses now and then of the distant Pacific and Tlacotepec for destination.

The following morning we pressed on toward Tehuantepec, through the dust and heat, reaching the city at noonday.

To our great surprise, we found the _mozos_, with the plaster, the busts, and the boxes of plates, waiting for us since four o'clock in the morning..