a different direction. Here Dolores closed this door as
carefully as before.

From this chamber another passage-way led. It is not necessary to
detail here the way by which Dolores led them. Suffice it to say that
it was long, tortuous, and constantly descending by means of many
steps. Several stone doors had to be opened.

To one less familiar than Dolores, all passage through would have
been impossible, and "His Majesty" came to the conclusion that he
could never find his way back, if ever he wanted to come. He said as
much to Dolores.

"It's easy to learn," said she. "The plan on which it is arranged is
so simple that a child can understand it when once it is explained;
but you never could find it out for yourself."

"Very likely," said "His Majesty." "It's the way with most riddles."

They continued on, until at last they came to a place at which
Dolores, after pushing the rock, stood and listened. There was a
sound, outside, of rushing water.

Then, pushing at the rock again, it opened. The torch-light shining
out disclosed a cavern, at the mouth of which this passage-way thus
opened. A brook bubbled along in front. Opposite was a precipice.
Above was the sky, where the moon shone. They were at the bottom of
the deep chasm.

CHAPTER XXXIX.

HOW LOPEZ AGAIN MEETS WITH KATIE, AND HOW KATIE SHOWS NO JOY AT HER
DELIVERANCE.

Katie remained, as has been stated, in the lower room, which had been
Ashby's place of imprisonment. She was not long left alone: soon she
heard the noise of footsteps. There was nothing in this sound to
alarm her, however, and so she waited quite calmly, thinking that the
new-comer might be more friendly than the last, and that this new
turn of affairs might improve her position. The door opened, and a
man entered in the dress of an officer, while behind him there were
visible soldiers in the uniform of the Spanish army. These men
carried torches.

The first comer, also had a torch, which he held high above his head
as he stared about and peered through the gloom. At length he caught
sight of Katie, and, with a cry of joy, advanced straight toward her.
It was not until he had come close to her that Katie was able to
recognize Lopez.

"Why, Captain Lopez!" she said, in excellent Spanish; for her Spanish
connections, and life in Spain, had made her as familiar as a native
with that language. "I never was so amazed in my life. I never heard
that you were here; why haven't I