Very slowly Cañuela opened the stone a little further.
Now she looked frontwards and felt herself start as she saw Ramón de Lopez.
He was sitting in the dark against the wall almost opposite her.
Even on the floor with his legs stretched out in his high boots, he looked elegant and unbelievably at his ease.
She wondered what he was thinking about, for it seemed to her that he was completely unconscious of the men laughing and joking around the fire.
She pushed the stone a little further and as she did so realised that a guard with a gun across his knees was seated against an outside wall looking towards the fire.
He had his back to her just on the other side of the opening into the room.
It would have been impossible for anyone to pass through what made a natural prison without his
