"Sor Teresa's door is open.

You can hear her snoring.

Listen!" She gave a half hysterical laugh.
"Quick," said Marcos--dropping to the ground.
Juanita turned sideways and pushed her head and shoulders through the bars.

She leant down towards him holding out her arms and her thick plait of hair struck him across the eyes.

A moment later he had lifted her to the ground.
"Quick," he said again, breathlessly.