“But how are we going to find them in Mazatlan?” exclaimed Colonel Ashton.

“You might wire ahead and have them taken from the train,” suggested Dick.

“No, I have a better plan than that,” declared the consul.

“What is it?” asked the others eagerly.

“We’ll kill two birds with one stone. I’ll wire the American consular agent there to have them shadowed when they leave the train. Then we’ll not only be able to rescue the young ladies, but the Mexican authorities will nab the plotters.”

“An excellent plan,” declared Colonel Ashton. “Now how shall we get there?”

“There is not another train till morning,” said the consul, “but,” and a twinkle came into his eyes, “if you have the price, I can guarantee to have a special engine and one car ready to go within the hour, and I can promise a clear track ahead.”

“Let’s have it no matter what the cost!” roared Mr. Willing. “I want my girl back as soon as I can get her!”

“And so do I,” shouted Colonel Ashton.

CHAPTER XXVI.—IN MAZATLAN.