“Is it?”
“Isn’t it?”
“I’m not sure. I would feel easier if I knew that was the real reason why no one will be permitted to leave.”
“Then you have an idea that there may be another reason?”
“I have.”
“I don’t opine I just understand.”
“I’m afraid we are prisoners here, held until agents of the governor can make an investigation and find out who was present last night, when Hafsa Pasha met his end.”
The Texan sprang up and stood in an attitude of mingled surprise and consternation.
“Great tarantulas!” he exclaimed. “There may be something in that!”
Dick nodded.