"What is it?" Clif gasped. "Quick!"
"The window!" panted the sailor. "Look!".
The man in his excitement had awakened the rest and they were sitting up staring at him.
Clif meanwhile had rushed to the window, and when he looked out he acted just as the sailor had done.
It might be well to describe in a few words what he saw.
There was a small clearing around the deserted building, and beyond that a heavy wood. Clif remembered having made his way through those woods.
And now somebody else had done likewise. There was a squad of a dozen soldiers standing on the clearing's edge.
And they were Spaniards!
"Can they have surrounded us?" gasped the cadet.
"Or perhaps they don't know we're here," whispered one of the men.