ABSTRACT
The morning shewed them on the road to Andalusia: soon they reached that charming province. A muleteer conducted them to a Venta, or Spanish / inn, at the foot of the Sierra de Ronda. 16 They now beheld, with delight, a fine prospect. Refreshments were procured, and Waldorf sat down to write to Lok his present abode and intentions. Waldorf now was rather tranquil; novelty entertained his mind, and he expected, with anxiety, an answer from Lok. In his letter he had not forgot to mention the Banditti, neither had he suppressed their conversation, and his comments. A short interval had elapsed, when he received the wished-for
