They could surround each house, one by one, without the inhabitants of the other houses being aware of what had happened in the first ones .-- A fruitless labour for they found nothing of a suspicious nature.
Tired out, the band, early in the morning, reached the house beneath the waterfall; here they felt the need of halting.

Szilard put some questions to the guide and then dismissed him, commanding him to return to Skeritora.
When the guide had mounted, the _pandur_ sergeant observed to Szilard: "I fancy, your honour, that that rascal does not mean to return to Skeritora, but as soon as he is out of sight will turn back and give the alarm beforehand in all the districts on our line of march." "I fancy so too." "But then every suspected person will get wind of the whole affair and have time to bolt." "That is just what I want.

The trouble is at present that they lie so still." And with that he ordered half of his _pandurs_ to lie down and sleep and the other half to remain awake and so relieve each other every three hours.

So the _pandurs_ rested till midday and then the sergeant began to urge Szilard to set off again or else they would arrive too late.
"It is too early yet," replied Szilard, and he spent a good half of the afternoon there doing nothing.

Only then did he take horse again, complaining to everyone how much yesterday's ride had taken it out of him, and asking everybody he met on the road, coming or going, where the next village lay ?--how to get to it ?--and in what direction the highroad lay?
The old _pandurs_ naturally began murmuring among themselves.