“You can?” exclaimed the colonel eagerly. “Where?”
“Mazatlan!”
“Mazatlan? Where is Mazatlan?” demanded the consul.
“As to that I cannot say. They left on the train not half an hour ago.”
“Are you sure?”
“Positive. I followed to make certain, that I might tell you.”
“And why are you so interested in telling us?” asked Dick skeptically.
“For one reason, because Miss Willing saved my life no longer than an hour ago,” was the calm reply.
“It is true,” he continued, seeing that the others eyed him in amazement.
He then went into details of the scene that had occurred following his return to Hernandez after his fight with Dick in the street.