Frank hesitated.
"Where does it lead?"
"Through a passage to annodare street, señor."
Frank felt his revolver in his pocket, and he knew it was loaded for instant use.
"I want to get ahead of this procession—I want to see the Queen of Flowers again."
"I will tek yo' there, señor."
"Lead on."
Frank passed his hand through the crown of flowers, to which he still clung. Without being seen, he took his revolver from his pocket, and held it concealed in the mass of flowers. It was a self-cocker, and he could use it skillfully.
As Mazaro had said, the doorway led into a passage. This was very narrow, and quite dark.
No sooner were they fairly in this place than Frank regretted that he had come, for he realized that it was a most excellent chance for assassination and robbery.