"Twelve mules are rather too much for two men to manage, when we get among the mountains." Garcia and Terence at once set to work to assist, and in ten minutes the cavalcade started.

Garcia rode the leading mule, three others being tied in single file behind it.

Terence came next, and Sanchez brought up the rear.

The animals were fine ones, and Garcia was evidently proud of them; showing their good points to Terence, and telling him their names.

The mules were all very fond of their master, turning their heads at once when addressed by name; and flapping their long ears in enjoyment, as he rubbed their heads or patted their necks.
The town was already astir and, as they reached the gates, country carts were pouring in, laden with fruits and vegetables for the market.