CHAPTER XVIII.

OUT AND AWAY. At this same instant a bang on the oak from a large pistol butt--so high up that it revealed it was held in the hand of a giant or a man on horseback, who had his reasons for not dismounting--fairly shook the massive door. "Landlord, go challenge the newcomer," said Oliver. Tío Camote, however reluctant, was forced to obey. A second blow quickened his step, and he even smiled as if the peculiarity of its stroke were a well-known signal. He, therefore, opened the trap pretty trustfully. A long hooknose…