There was a lapse of but a few seconds, when gun after gun was heard cracking in nearly every quarter and that was proof to him that sentries were stationed all over the island.

Knowing that a general alarm had been given, he began a rapid descent of the cliffs, well aware of the fatal consequences if the Chileans captured him.

Every moment he expected a company of soldiers to pounce upon him, or that their torpedo boats would capture him at the foot of the cliff.

Shot after shot followed him as he made for the place at which he had concealed his dress, with all the speed with which he was possessed.

Being less cautious in the descent than he had been in going up, he loosened great masses of guano and rock that rolled down ahead of him.