The cage-looking structure had disappeared, and a house with walls of yellow _petate_ stood in its place.
"Now, Senores, all is secured," said Don Cosme.

"Let us return to the drawing-room." "I should like to see the first burst of this tornado," I remarked, not wishing to intrude upon the scene of sorrow we had left.
"So be it, Captain.

Stand here under the shelter, then." "Hot as thunder!" growled the major, wiping the perspiration from his broad, red cheeks.
"In five minutes, Senor Coronel, you will be chilled.

At this point the heated atmosphere is now compressed.

Patience! it will soon be scattered." "How long will the storm continue ?" I asked.