"But where's the horse, Alfonso?"
"Upon my life, I can't tell. Soon after your honor rode off, and left me behind, several lights were dancing about the moor; the animal took fright, threw me in a bog, and I have not seen him since. I have been creeping all night about this heath, pricked myself all over, and could not find my way after all. Pray help me to rise, I have sprain'd my foot and can't walk."
I lifted and put him on my horse. We soon arrived at a well known village, where I left the poor fellow under the care of a surgeon. I rode on in full gallop, and reached the Capuchin convent at St. Jago, exactly by 10 o'clock in the morning.
CHAP. III.
On my arrival I went straight to the church, and approached the little chapel, pointed out to me at the hovel. Looking through the bars, I saw Elmira prostrate before the altar. Her face was half veiled; I
