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Joanna went back to the chamber. Tiburcio remained leaning against the table, his eyes fixed upon the candle which flickered in the breeze. Slowly the light of the moon came in, white, climbing upon the walls. He arose with a sigh, went to the door, sat down upon the threshold, lighted his pipe and looked leisurely out upon the country, which was growing brighter beneath the moon.
This appeared to confirm the conjecture of the guide that Tiburcio had proceeded towards the camp-fire. "If your honour," resumed Cuchillo, addressing himself to his chief, "will go forward in company with the Senor Diaz, you will reach a stream running upon your left. By following down its bank for some distance, you will come to a bridge constructed with three or four trunks of trees.
The girl seemed to be collecting all her strength, before she dared tell the young man that she loved him, and that openly and passionately; then her pure countenance shining with virgin innocence, which fears not, because it knows no ill, she turned towards Tiburcio.
"I acknowledge," rejoined Tiburcio, with an air of embarrassment, "there is something of that; but there is also another motive, I believe. Possibly it is to secure to themselves the sole possession of an important secret which I share with them.
Don Tiburcio interposed, pleading with them, but they would have come to blows if the alferez had not arrived. "But, señoras!... Don Tiburcio!" "Teach your woman better; buy her better clothes. If you haven't the money, rob the people. You have your soldiers for that!" shouted Doña Victorina. "Señora," said the alferez furiously.
Tiburcio! do not leave us so; do you wish to bring upon our house the malediction of heaven?" But her voice was either lost to his ears, or he disdained to reply. She listened a moment, she could hear the sound of his footsteps fast dying in the distance until they could be heard no more.
The young girl appeared to Tiburcio to receive these compliments with a smile very different from that she had accorded to himself; he also observed, with a feeling of bitterness, the superior easiness of manner in which those whom he regarded as his rivals addressed themselves to her.
"As if he might have confidence in the police, eh? And what verses! Don Tiburcio converted into a quatrain two feet, one longer than the other, between two crutches! If Isagani sees them, he'll present them to his future aunt." "Here's Isagani!" called a voice from the stairway.
That terror saved the life of Tiburcio; for the knife was thrust back into its singular scabbard, and the villain, seating himself beside the recumbent form, thrust his hand under the vest of the young man, and held it over his heart to try whether it was still beating. In this attitude he remained for a short while until satisfied that Tiburcio was yet alive.
Quivering she turned towards the cabin, from whose wide door shone a ray of livid light; for a moment her astonished gaze lingered and then, with a bound she was gone. Tiburcio, motionless, without understanding what his wife had just done, quietly awaited her return, when a piercing cry rang out. The caboclo rushed to the cabin and made for the room where the candle was burning.
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