For it was only half an hour afterward that Sanchez again heard the tramp of his hoofs--as if it were here--and knowing it two miles away--thou understandest, he said to himself: 'It is over.'" The two women shuddered and crossed themselves.
"And what says Pereo of the fulfillment of his prophecy ?" asked Faquita, hugging herself in her shawl with a certain titillating shrug of fascinating horror.
"It is even possible he understands it not.

Thou knowest how dazed and dumb he ever is after these visions--that he comes from them as one from the grave, remembering nothing.

He has lain like a log all the morning." "Ay; but this news should awaken him, if aught can.

He loved not this sneaking Doctor.

Let us seek him; mayhap, Sanchez may be there.