"Still I really think Francisco will be disappointed if we do not find the rebel chief."
"I wonder if yonder old vine-clad building is where mother is imprisoned?" asked Ronie, pointing to what the three felt must be the ancient convent pictured by those who claimed to have been there.
"Si, señors," replied Manuel. "But look there, señors! what does the coming of that llaneros mean?"
The question from Manuel was called forth by the sudden appearance of one of the riders of the llanos, or plains of Venezuela, who drew rein almost in front of the old convent. With what truly seemed wonderful celerity the people began to collect, coming from every quarter.
"Perhaps that fellow has discovered our men and is giving the alarm," said Ronie.
"I wish I was near enough to hear what he says," replied Manuel. "If you will wait for me, señors, a few minutes I will find out."
Manuel Marlin then began the descent into the town, and as the distance was not far, he soon got within hearing of the new arrival. It was not over fifteen minutes before he returned to his anxious companions with the somewhat startling announcement:
"It is as I expected, señors; El Capitan is on his way home, and is expected within a few hours!"