Luis Fernandez smiled benignly upon Rollo, but did not speak. He believed that the poison had done its work.
Cabrera took not the slightest notice of Rollo's words, but continued to pace the floor frowning and muttering.
More than one Carlist soldier glanced at his neighbour with a look which said, plain as a printed proclamation, "It is all over with the foreigners!"
At last Cabrera stopped his promenade. He folded his arms and stood looking up at Rollo.
"The morning—I think you said. Well, I will give your friend till the morning to be ready with the proofs of your innocence. But if not, so soon as the sun rises over the hills out there, you four shall all be shot for spies and traitors. Take them away!"
CHAPTER XXI
TO BE SHOT AT SUNRISE!
The Carlist soldiers conducted Rollo and his three friends to the granary of the mill-house, where in the mean time they were permitted to recline as best they might upon the various piles of grain heaped here and there in preparation for the work of the morrow.
The Carlists were mostly quite young, Basques and Navarrese, whose jokes and horseplay, even after a long day's marching, were boyish and natural.