Then he ascended to la Peña, the rock on which the Franciscan monastery stands; but was unable to obtain any fresh information about Father Martin and his friars. The people with whom he talked were not disposed to unbosom themselves, and he preferred not to insist, so as not to be suspected.
Afterwards he went down to Cidones again and returned to Castro Duro. Cæsar was still in bed. Alzugaray went into his room.
“Don’t you intend to get up?” he asked him.
“No.”
“Don’t you intend to eat, either?”
“Neither.”
“Are you sick?”
“No.”
“What is the matter with you? Laziness?”
“Something like that.”