"You must not remain here exposed to the insults of these men, who are evidently the comrades of those from whom you have just escaped."
"That is true," she said; "but what can I do? Where shall I seek shelter?"
"Follow me behind these trees; we have not a moment to lose."
"Come," she said, resolutely. "But you will save him! Will you not?"
"At least I will try. I have only my life to offer the person in whom you take an interest; and believe me, Señorita, I shall not hesitate to make the sacrifice."
The maiden looked down with a blush, and silently followed her guide. They soon reached the thicket in which the stranger had established his quarters for the night.
"Whatever happens," he said, while reloading his rifle, "remain here, Señorita. You are in safety in this hollow rock, where no one will dream of seeking you. For my part, I am going to help your friend."
"Go," she said, as she knelt down on the ground; "while you are fighting I will pray for you—and Heaven will grant my prayer."
"Yes," the stranger answered, mournfully, "God listens gladly to the voice of angels, so let us hope for the best."
He leaped on his horse; and after giving a parting glance at the maiden, who was praying fervently, he dashed at full speed in the direction of the newcomers. There were seven in number—bandits with stern faces and dangerous aspect, who dashed up brandishing their weapons and uttering horrible yells.