"Who?" Nan and Grace chorused.
"That Juan Sivello that Mexican girl wrote to Rhoda about."
"I had thought of that," said Rhoda, nodding. "It may be."
"And if it is," whispered Bess, thrilling at the thought, "he's got the diagram of the hiding place where his uncle put all that treasure."
"Goodness me!" sighed Grace, "how rich we should all be if we found it."
"It surely would be great," her brother said.
"And that poor Juanita and her mother would get their money back,"
Nan added.
"Risk our Nan for remembering the poor and needy," laughed Bess.
"There are others to think of besides that Mexican girl and her mother," said Rhoda seriously. "According to the tales we have heard about Lobarto's treasure, at least half a dozen families had been robbed by him along the Border. And churches, too.
"Some of the haciendas he burned and destroyed the people in them. They could claim nothing, of course. And he had a lot of other plunder that nobody knew who its actual owners were, so the story goes."