There Frank gave the landlord some money, and, after calling down blessings on their heads, he quickly slipped away and disappeared.
"Now we'll hustle right along," said the Westerner. "We'll put a good long stretch between ourselves an' Huejugilla el Alto before mornin'. We're off, bound straight inter ther mountains——"
"And straight for the Silver Palace," added Frank.
CHAPTER X.
THE STRANGER.
They were fortunate in getting away without being seen by any of the bandits, and at dawn they were well up into the mountains, where Bushnell found a secluded place for them to camp and rest, as rest was something of which they all sorely stood in need.
Bushnell prepared breakfast, and Frank insisted that Professor Scotch should explain how he escaped from Pacheco's gang.
"Don't ask me," sighed the little man, fondling his red whiskers. "I can't explain it—really I can't."
"Why not?"