The darkness grew rapidly denser around them; distant objects began to be lost in the masses of shadow on the horizon, and they soon found themselves in complete obscurity. For some time the lepero tried, by coughing or uttering exclamations, to attract his comrade's attention, though unsuccessfully; but when he saw that the night had completely set in, while the Tigrero marched on without appearing to notice the fact, he at length mustered up courage to address him.
"Don Martial," he said.
"Well," the latter replied carelessly.
"Do you not think it is time for us to stop a little?"
"What for?"
"What for?" the lepero replied, with a bound of surprise.
"Yes; we have not arrived yet."
"Then we are going somewhere?"
"Why else should we have left our friends?"
"That's true. Where are we going, though? That is what I should like to know."