"It's a big job ye've contracted," said Bantry Hagan. "I'm afraid, me man, you don't realize what you're up against."
"You think I cannot accomplish it?"
"I have me doubts, and big ones they are."
"Time will convince you. I learned of the existence of Felipe Jalisco, learned he was in this city, wished to see him, but knew not where to find him. I found you, and I said you should lead me to the boy. You did so."
"You don't mean to tell me ye followed me here?"
"I followed you, even though you fooled the officer who was watching you. I followed you, even though you stopped at corners and watched all who passed, seeking to make sure you were not followed. I saw you stand in the doorway and gaze back along the street; but you did not observe me. Thus you led me to Felipe Jalisco. To-night I strike my first blow at Frank Merriwell."
"How?"
"In my own way. First I will ruin his scheme to build a railroad in Sonora. For that purpose the first blow shall be made this night."
"You're like Porfias del Norte turned into his own father!" declared Hagan. "When you talk you are him to the life, only that you are an old man with a furrowed face and snow-white hair. He was in the very flush of vigorous youth."
A sigh escaped Lazaro's lips, and that sigh was precisely like many a one Hagan had heard Del Norte heave.