sentry walked a short beat. That was the door they would open to bring her out to die.
With the thought, a door in Henderson's baffled mind sprung wide, revealing the thing that had eluded him.
"Back to the horses!" he whispered, clutching Felipe's arm. "Quick! let us go!"
Felipe felt the shock of a purpose in the quick words, the eagerness of the voice. His own despondent, sad heart jumped with the sound, with the thrilling grasp upon his arm.
"Have you seen something, Gabriel?" he asked, coming down eagerly from the gate.
"I have seen the way," Henderson replied. "To the horses—it is nearly day!"
