“So I will,” returned the general.
He motioned to his men.
“Bind the prisoners and put them in the car outside,” he ordered.
Then he led the way from the house.
“I shall have this man questioned more fully,” he said to the consul, “and I shall send you a message to the consulate within an hour. He will not fail to tell what he knows of the prisoners.”
With this Mr. Willing and Colonel Ashton were forced to be content, although the anxiety of each was growing at every minute.
The Mexicans and their prisoners climbed into one of the automobiles, and the Americans and Captain von Blusen into the other. They were whirled back to the consulate.
The clerk addressed Mr. Willing.
“Captain Anderson, of the Steamship Yucatan, was here a few moments ago, sir,” he said. “He desires your presence aboard immediately. He says he has important news for you.”
“Regarding my daughter?” asked Mr. Willing eagerly.