“Mebbe so,” muttered Brad; “but I doubt it. I shan’t be for hiking out until I feel sure Nadia’s not waiting for us somewhere.”
“Unless we make all haste in escaping,” said the professor, “we shall not escape at all.”
“Why not?”
“As I said before, by this time it must be known that we escaped from the hotel in disguise.”
“Why?”
“Have you forgotten Miguel Bunol?” asked Dick.
“Thunder! I had forgotten him!”
“We left him in that closet.”
“Sure.”
“He must have been found ere this.”