“Run!” I said to him quickly. “Immediately collect all those who last night promised to follow us and bring them here at once.”
My voice was so authoritative and commanding that I scarce awaited a reply. The old man made none and directed his way to the door; on opening it, he started violently.
“There they come! they come!” he said in a whisper.
Minga drew me violently back from the window, and Coderas and his force galloped down the road from the creek.
Some villagers followed the force from curiosity, others appeared in their doorways, and some few shut themselves in, cautiously barring their doors.
My wisdom and patience were now completely exhausted, and, my excitement depriving me of all prudence, I rushed forth with Uncle Lucas, ordering him to promptly meet me at that spot.
With no attempt at concealment, without precaution and without fear, I ran to Bermejo’s house, to the houses of the imprisoned regidors, to the houses of all those who were suffering in