The one Frank had followed seemed to recognize the lad, and he appeared startled and somewhat alarmed.
With the greatest politeness, Frank touched his cap, asking:
"Señor, do you know Manuel Mazaro?"
The fellow scowled, and hesitated, and then retorted:
"What if I do?"
"I want to see him."
"And you have come here for that?"
"Yes."
"I will see if he be here. Wait."
At one side of the room was a door, opening on a dark flight of stairs. Through this doorway and up the stairs the fellow disappeared.