Perhaps you meant to return to the town.

Perhaps to wait for them in the inn below the pass.

You have not gold in your purse because there is bountiful gold just behind you.

Why hurt the beautiful truth?
Sancho and Pedro here were in the inn-yard last night." Sancho's hoarse voice emerged from the generality.

"It was dusk, but we saw you plainly enough, we are sure, senor! In your fine cloak, speaking English, discussing with a big tall man who rode in with you and sat down to supper with you and was of your rank and evidently, we think, your brother or close kinsman!" The chief nodded.