"Where?"
"In that carriage. He was looking from the window, but he has leaned back now. I looked straight into his eyes, and it gave me a fearful shock, for they seemed to be the eyes of Porfias del Norte!"
"How did the man look?"
"He had a strange face that was deeply lined, and his hair was very white."
"Alvarez Lazaro!" thought Merry. "The self-styled avenger is seeking his opportunity."
Having driven in the park for some time, they finally halted at a little restaurant, a man appearing to take charge of their horses.
Near at hand a man was stretched on the ground beneath an automobile, engaged in tinkering at it.
Merry was about to enter the building with Inza when another man appeared, approached the one who was working at the automobile, and impatiently questioned him in regard to the progress he was making.
"There is Mr. Hatch," said Frank. "I'll speak to him. I'll join you inside in a few moments, Inza."
He turned back and approached Warren Hatch, who was standing and frowningly watching the efforts of the one who was tinkering at the automobile.