“As you see,” retorted the Spaniard, “I am here. You thought yourselves very clever, but you could not fool me for long.”
“We certain fooled you a plenty for a while,” muttered Buckhart.
“What do you think you can accomplish by chasing us round the world?” questioned Dick. “Thus far you have met with nothing but failure.”
“My time of triumph has now come. Up to this day fortune has favored you. Now it has turned against you.”
Bunol showed his white teeth in a pantherish grin, that caused the sharp ends of his tiny, pointed mustache to curl upward more than usual.
“Do you think so?”
“I know it.”
“How do you know it?”
“You are in a trap from which there is no escape.”
“You mean——”