The sun was now on the point of setting when the ears of our two wanderers were assailed with cries which seemed to be uttered by a female voice. They could not tell whether these were cries of grief or of joy; however, they instantly started up, full of that inquietude and apprehension which a strange place naturally inspires.
El sol iba á ponerse, quando á deshora oyen los dos asendereados caminantes unos blandos quejidos como de mugeres; pero no sabian si eran de gusto ó de sentimiento: levantáronse empero á toda priesa con el susto y la inquietud que qualquiera cosa infunde en un pais no conocido.