This invisible horse annoyed them considerably. After some minutes hesitation, they resolved to make their minds clear on the subject, and to know definitely how to act towards the horseman. They therefore turned their bridles, and boldly stood athwart the path.
Scarcely had they assumed this warlike position five minutes, than they perceived in the pale light of the stars the black outline of a horseman.
"Hola!" cried a mocking voice to them; "Hola, caballeros, I am a friend!"
"Eh! It appears to me that I know that voice," said Mataseis.
"It is not unknown to me," answered Sacatripas.
"Eh!" cried the horseman, "They are model brothers, my worthy friends, the Señores Metaseis and Sacatripas. Delighted to meet you, gentlemen."
"Ha!" cried they, "It is his Excellency Don Zeno Cabral; this is a curious rencontre."
"Upon my word, yes," gaily answered the latter. "It is extraordinary, I admit."
"As the breeze begins to be sharp, we were just preparing to camp when we saw your Excellency."
"Good; if I do not discommode you, I will keep you company."