The latter recommenced a tremendous fire.
"Raimbaut," the count said, in a low voice; "we must foresee everything. Go with Lanca Ibarru, and saddle five horses: mind one of them is a side-saddle. You understand me, do you not?"
"Yes, my lord."
"You will lead these horses to the door which is at the end of the huerta. You will wait for me there with Lanca, both well armed. Go."
Raimbaut went off at once, as quiet and calm as if nothing extraordinary were occurring at the moment.
"Ah!" said don Andrés with a sigh of regret; "If Melchior was here he would be very useful to us."
"He will be here soon, señor, you may be sure," the count remarked, ironically.
"Where can he be, though?"
"Ah! Who can tell?"
"Ah! Ah!" Dominique exclaimed; "Something is going on down there."