WE turned from the sea.

Thick forest came between us and it.

We were going with Caonabo to the mountains.

Beltran and I thought that it had been in question whether he should kill us at once, or hold us in life until we had been shown as trophies in Maguana, and that the pride and vanity of the latter course prevailed.

After two days in this ruined place, during which we saw no Guarico Indian, we departed.