Choto ran back to make sure it was followed, and then turned away. As a hundred yards from Aldeacorba Golfín thought he felt a human voice, saying:

– What is it, Choto?

To the extent that it was suspected Joanna speaking. Step stopped, listened standing in the shade of a beech tree, and soon discovered a figure that, apart from the stone wall, he walked slowly. The shadow of the bushes to discover it did not allow it. Slowly followed her some distance, away from the path and walking on the grass to make no noise. Undoubtedly she was. Conociola perfectly when land became clear, obscured the ground where trees or bushes.

The Joanna advanced after faster. At last he ran. Golfín ran well. After a while of this uneven walking, Joanna sat on a stone. At his feet was opening the concave recess of the bulldozers, dark and scary in the dark of night. Golfín waited very quietly and approached step further. Choto was facing the Joanna, lying on the hindquarters, straight front legs, and looking like a sphinx. The Joanna looked down …. Suddenly he began to descend rapidly, rather than slipping away. Like a lion pounced Theodore to the pit, giant voice shouting:

– Joanna! Joanna!

He looked and saw nothing in the black mouth. I heard, yes, the grunts of Choto that ran around the side, describing spirals, as if you dragged a liquid swallowed by the terrible chasm. Theodore tried to lower and took a few steps cautiously. He shouted again, and a voice answered from below: ‘Sir ….