We landed at St. Sebastian in the early moming without difficulty. The change in Salambo's clothes had not only altered his appearance, but it had apparently made a different man of him. He was no longer the wild sea robber, but a refined, courteous gentleman. Instinctively the peasantry saluted him with respect, and we were soon installed in the best place of accommodation in the town. I was anxious to get away, and feverishly asked him as to my best means of getting to England. "I have been thinking whether we shall ever meet again," he said, without answering my question. "We have been together nearly two years, and we have come to regard each other as friends. Should we ever settle down, which I doubt in spite of our desires, I hope we shall be able to meet--meet in peace as brothers." "Why not?" I said, boldly and confidently, "nothing would give me more joy than to welcome you in my old Cornish home." "Ah, Señor Trewinion," he said, for I had told him my true name, "we have both been away ten years, and when we get to our respective birthplaces we shall find things much changed. And--well, my heart is sad, and I have many doubts." "I feel that my Ruth is alive," I said, confidently, though my heart sank within me. "She may be alive, and yet who knows if she loves you? Ah! Señor, do not build your hopes too high. A woman is for ever a woman, a puzzle to themselves, and an unfathomable mystery to men." "Well, I'm going to see if all is well, anyhow," I said. "What are you going to do?" "Trewinion, I feel I have acted wrongly," he said. "I came away leaving my Inez unprotected. The man who stole her from me is dead; but what has become of her I know not. Methinks I never loved her well, or I should not have left her because of fear of pursuit. She was guilty of nothing, and she loved me, and I have left her all these long years." I was silent, for I felt it would be useless to speak. "But I shall try to find her," he went on, "and--who knows?--it may be that she will forgive me and we shall be happy. I trust so, I pray it may be so." "And if you do, how shall I know?" I said. "I have been thinking of this ever since we decided to leave," he replied, "and this is the plan I have marked out. You had better go first to Bordeaux. From there you will be easily able to get a vessel for England. I, on the other hand, shall go across The Pyrenees to my home at Barcelona. If I am alive, this address will find me," and he put a piece of paper in my hand. "Will you be safe there?" I asked. "I think so. You know my people are wild and passionate. They easily forgive such sins as mine when they remember my provocation. Indeed, I have known the perpetrators of similar deeds lauded as heroes. My only thought is, if I shall find Inez--if I do not I shall not care to live; but if I do, the past will be forgotten, and I shall be happy."