Portugal -- History -- Joseph, 1750-1777 -- Fiction
The three ruffians having come to this resolution, set to work with
energy to clear away the stones and mortar which blocked up the entrance
to the vault,--a task which, after some labour, and considerable risk of
being crushed by the crumbling walls, they at length accomplished. But
they had now a new difficulty to overcome; for it was discovered that
the door opened against them, having evidently led into an outer
chamber, in which they were standing. They, in despair of opening the
door, which resisted all their efforts, were about to relinquish the
attempt, when an iron bar, which had fallen from some window, caught
Miguel's eye, and, searching about, they discovered several others.
Thus armed, they renewed their attacks; and, although the door was
strong, it could not resist their joint efforts, when once they had
managed to insinuate the ends of the bars within a crevice in the wall.
On entering beneath the arch, they found themselves in a low, vaulted
passage, which appeared to lead off in two different directions; but,
after proceeding a short distance in the dark, the foremost stumbled
over a heap of stones, which had, probably, fallen from above; and,
having no light to guide them, nor means at hand for procuring one, they
were fearful of going further. Returning, therefore, to the mouth of
the vault, they examined it narrowly on every side, and succeeded in
discovering a place in which they considered their treasure would be
secure, and could be removed without labour at any time. This was a
small recess in the wall,--for what purpose formed, it was difficult to
say, unless it could be one of those living tombs in which common report
affirms the unhappy victims of monastic tyranny who had broken their
vows, or divulged any of the secrets of their order, were at times
immured. Having convinced themselves that they could not fix on a
better place, they deposited all their treasure within it, in three
separate parcels, piling up stones in front, so as completely to conceal
the entrance; and then, closing the door, and throwing rubbish in front
of it, to secure it further, they hurried off in search of fresh booty.
Volume 2, Chapter XIII.
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