_When thou passest through the waters, I will be with thee._ Not "if," but "when." The sharp experiences of human existence are not to be avoided. But in their very midst the Christ-principle is available to the faithful searcher and worker. Doña Maria came with the midday meal. Carmen had not returned. Josè, alarmed beyond measure, prepared to set out in search of her. But at that moment one of Diego's _peones_ appeared at the door with his master's request that the child be sent at once to him. At least, then, she was not in his hands; and Josè breathed more freely. It seemed to him that, should he see her in Diego's arms, he must certainly strangle him. He shuddered at the thought. Only a few minutes before he had threatened to kill him! He left his food untasted. Unspeakably wearied with his incessant mental battle, he threw himself again upon his bed, and at length sank into a deep sleep. The shadows were gathering when he awoke with a start. He heard a call from the street. Leaping from the bed, he hastened to the door, just as Rosendo, swaying beneath his pack, and accompanied by Lázaro Ortiz, rounded the corner and made toward him. _"Hola, amigo Cura!"_ Rosendo shouted, his face radiant. "Come and bid me welcome, and receive good news!" At the same moment Carmen came flying toward them from the direction of the shales. Josè instantly divined the motive which had sent her out there. He turned his face to hide the tears which sprang to his eyes. "Thank God!" he murmured in a choking voice. Then he hastened to his faithful ally and clasped him in his arms. CHAPTER 16 Struggling vainly with his agitation, while the good tidings which he could no longer hold fairly bubbled from his lips, Rosendo dragged the priest into the parish house and made fast the doors. Swinging his chair to the floor, he hastily unstrapped his kit and extracted a canvas bag, which he handed to Josè. "Padre," he exclaimed in a loud whisper, "we have found it!" "Found what?" the bewildered Josè managed to ask. "Gold, Padre--gold! Look, the bag is full! _Hombre!_ not less than forty _pesos oro_--and more up there--quien sabe how much! _Caramba!_" Rosendo fell into a chair, panting with excitement. Josè sat down with quickening pulse and waited for the full story. It was not long coming.