human
What have I got between my lips? A slip of paper! Why was it placed there, and not in my bosom or my button-hole? Ha! there is more providence in the manner of the act than at first thought appears. How could I have taken it from either the one or the other, bound as I am? Moreover it may contain what would destroy the writer, if known to--. Cunning thought--for one so young and innocent, too--but love--.
gpt
Halted again?
human
It is the ruin, Captain--the old convent of Santa Bernardina.
gpt
But why do they halt here?
human
Likely to noon and breakfast--that on the ridge was only their _desayuna_. The Mexicans of the _tierra caliente_ never travel during mid-day. They will doubtless rest here until the cool of the evening.
gpt
I trust they will extend the same favour to us, said Clayley:
human
God knows we stand in need of rest. I'd give them three months' pay for an hour upon the treadmill, only to stretch my limbs.
gpt
They will take us down, I think--not on our account, but to ease the mules. Poor brutes! they are no parties to this transaction.