"Very well," said Toza shortly.
As they lay there that forenoon neither could sleep. The noise of the waterfall was music to the ears of both; their long toilsome journey was almost over.
[Illustration: HE THREW ASIDE BUSHES, BRAMBLES AND LOGS]
"What did you do with the gold that you found in the mountains?" asked
Toza suddenly.
Paulo was taken unawares, and answered, without thinking, "I left it where it was. I will get it after."
The brigand said nothing, but that remark condemned Paulo to death. Toza resolved to murder him as soon as they were well out of the tunnel, and get the gold himself.
They left their hiding-place shortly before twelve o'clock, but their progress was so slow, crawling, as they had to do, up the steep side of the mountain, under cover of bushes and trees, that it was well after three when they came to the waterfall, which they crossed, as best they could, on stones and logs.
"There," said Toza, shaking himself, "that is our last wetting. Now for the tunnel!"
The rocky sides of the waterfall hid them from view of the castle, but Paulo called the brigand's attention to the fact that they could be easily seen from the other side of the valley.
"It doesn't matter now," said Toza; "lead the way as quickly as you can to the mouth of the cavern."