'Are you not rather afraid,' replied the figure, 'to travel these roads in the dark?--you who are ignorant of the country, who are a foreigner, an Englishman?' 'How is it that you know me to be an Englishman?' demanded I, much surprised. 'That is no difficult matter,' replied the figure; 'the sound of your voice was enough to tell me that.' 'You speak of voices,' said I; 'suppose the tone of your own voice were to tell me who you are?' 'That it will not do,' replied my companion; 'you know nothing about me--you can know nothing about me.' 'Be not sure of that, my friend; I am acquainted with many things of which you have little idea.' 'Por exemplo,' said the figure. 'For example,' said I, 'you speak two languages.' The figure moved on, seemed to consider a moment and then said slowly, 'Bueno.' 'You have two names,' I continued; 'one for the house, and the other for the street; both are good, but the one by which you are called at home is the one which you like best.' The man walked on about ten paces, in the same manner as he had previously done; all of a sudden he turned, and taking the bridle of the burra gently in his hand, stopped her. I had now a full view of his face and figure, and those huge features and Herculean form still occasionally revisit me in my dreams. I see him standing in the moonshine, staring me in the face with his deep calm eyes. At last he said-- 'Are you then _one of us_?' * * * * * Upon the shoulder of the goatherd was a beast, which he told me was a lontra, or otter, which he had lately caught in the neighbouring brook; it had a string round its neck, which was attached to his arm. At his left side was a bag, from the top of which peered the heads of two or three singular looking animals; and at his right was squatted the sullen cub of a wolf, which he was endeavouring to tame. His whole appearance was to the last degree savage and wild. After a little conversation, such as those who meet on the road frequently hold, I asked him if he could read, but he made me no answer. I then inquired if he knew anything of God or Jesus Christ; he looked me fixedly in the face for a moment, and then turned his countenance towards the sun, which was beginning to sink in the west, nodded to it, and then again looked fixedly upon me. I believe that I understood the mute reply, which probably was, that it was God who made that glorious light which illumes and gladdens all creation; and, gratified with that belief, I left him and hastened after my companions, who were by this time a considerable way in advance. * * * * *