Of course it was the miserable officer making his rounds, and who had arrived just at this interesting moment.
CHAPTER XXVI.
A RACE TO THE BOAT.
It was dreadfully unfortunate that such a miserable contretemps seemed bound to occur as that the officer of the guard must arrive upon the scene just at this moment.
Roderic, upon hearing the first Spanish word in that thick voice knew discovery was at hand, and the little cherub of good fortune had suddenly taken a back seat.
If anything were done to prevent a general alarm from going forth, it would have to come from him, since Leon was hardly in a position to attempt any aggressive act, having a woman's arms about his neck.
Roderic unfortunately had his back turned in the quarter from whence the men advanced, else he might have detected the glow of light even before they turned the corner of the passage.
There was little use in crying over spilt milk.
What was done could not be undone.