Almost immediately a similar cry came from the cavern.
The old man quickly approached the entrance, and slightly leaning forward, as he cocked his gun to be ready for any emergency:
"We have walked a long time, we are fatigued," said he, as if he addressed his companion; "let us rest here a few minutes; this solitary place appears to me to be safe."
"You will be received there by good friends," immediately replied a voice from the interior of the cavern.
The sound of steps was heard, and a man appeared.
The newcomer, clothed in the picturesque costume of the Banda Oriental, was no other than Zeno Cabral.
Gueyma remarked, with a surprise which he did not attempt to conceal, that the chief of the Montonero had no arms, at least, apparently.
"Welcome," said he, bowing with graceful courtesy to the two Indian chiefs; "I have waited for you some time, I am happy to see you."
The Guaycurus captains bowed silently, and followed him, without hesitation, into the cavern.