CHAPTER SEVENAfter the bright lights of the City, the open country seemed dark until gradually Cañuela found her eyes getting used to it.
The stars were coming out and over the vast flat land the expanse of the Heavens seemed immense as it stretched towards a limitless horizon.
The going was good and yet they could not ride fast as Alberto had not only to control his own horse but the spare mount he had brought for Ramón de Lopez.
Cañuela was well aware that Alberto thought her optimistic in saying that the Señor would be returning with them.
At the same time he was desperately anxious not only for his Master’s safety but to save his own face from the innuendo that he had played the coward.
She was, however, not prepared to concern herself with Alberto’s feelings, but to wonder agonis
