“Where have you been?” cried Mr. Willing jumping to his feet as Dick burst into the room.
“I’ve been trailing Von Blusen, sir.”
“Von Blusen!”
“Yes, sir, and I have learned enough to warrant my belief that Hernandez is concerned in the disappearance of Shirley and Mabel.”
In a few words he related what had occurred.
Consul Edwards drummed upon the table with his fingers for several minutes. Then he rose to his feet.
“You must be right,” he said, “although it seems impossible. Are you armed?”
The others shook their heads. The consul left the room and returned a moment later with a revolver for each.
“We may not need them, but it’s best to be prepared,” he said grimly.
“What are you going to do?” asked Colonel Ashton.