The young man unfastened the rope round his hips, and after securely attaching one end round a point of rock, and a stone to the other end, that the wind might not blow it about, he let it fall. In a few minutes the rope stiffened--the conspirators watching on the beach had seized it. Ere long a man made his appearance, then a second, and so on till all reached the platform. As they arrived, Lanzi sent them into the grotto. "And John Davis?" the Jaguar asked reproachfully; "have you abandoned him?" "Certainly not," the conspirator who mounted last answered. "Upon leaving I was careful to put the rope several times round his body, in spite of his objections. We only succeeded in overcoming his obstinacy by persuading him that the weight of his body would keep the rope taut, and facilitate my ascent." "Thank you," said the Jaguar. "Now, lads, to work; we must not abandon our brother." At the Chiefs order, or rather entreaty, eight or ten men seized the rope, and the American was soon hoisted on to the platform. "What is the use of taking so much trouble about me?" he said. "I can be of no service to you: on the contrary, I shall only be in the way, and impede your operations. It would have been better to leave me to die; the rising tide would have formed my winding sheet." The Jaguar made no answer, but had him conveyed into the grotto, where he was laid down on the ground. The young Chief then collected his comrades, and explained to them how, by a providential accident, Lanzi had discovered the entrance of the grotto. Still, it had not yet been explored, and it was of urgency to find out in what direction it ran. "Unfortunately," the young man added, "the darkness is dense, and we have no means of procuring fire." "Listen, Jaguar," John Davis said, who had attentively followed the Chiefs remarks; "I will give you fire." "You!" the young man said with a start of delight; "but no, that is impossible." In spite of his sufferings the American attempted to smile. "What! You a wood ranger," he said, "did not think of that! And yet it is very simple. Just feel in the right-hand pocket of my calzoneras, and take out a packet." The Jaguar hastily obeyed; he drew out a small parcel about seven inches in length, carefully wrapped up in shagreen and tied with thread. "What does this parcel contain?" he asked in some curiosity. "A dozen _cabos_, which I brought with me on the chance," the American calmly replied. "Candles! _Viva Dios!_" the young man exclaimed with delight; "that is a brilliant idea. You are an invaluable man, John. But," he added sadly a moment later, "of what use will they be?" "To light us, of course." "Unfortunately, all our matches are damped by the sea." "Not mine. Do you imagine, Jaguar, that I am the man to neglect any precautions, and do things by halves? Feel in the left-hand pocket of my calzoneras, friend."