Jack shuddered.
He was in the company of a murderer.
"Don't I wish I could get away!" continued the ruffian.
"What would you do?" asked Jack.
"Can you keep a secret?"
"I guess so."
"I tried to escape, but the soldiers, who are always on guard, night and day, saw me and fired. They brought me down. I've the bullet in my leg now."
"Is that so?"
"Yes; but they didn't get it," said Alfonso, laughing.
"It? What do you mean by 'it'?"