"No—yes, come to think of it, I should like to speak to Mr. Wyman. Will you ask him if it will be too much trouble for him to see us here?"
"General Serano will be pleased to furnish you with an escort to the consul's. The air will do you good this morning."
"When I go to the American consul I shall go without an escort, as you call it—guard I think would be more like it."
The man shrugged his shoulders.
"I will send your message to the consul," he said.
"What do you want of the consul, Hal?" asked Bert, when the man had gone.
"He is a part of my secret-passage plot, but I do not know whether he will be game or not."
Mr. Wyman did not keep them waiting long. He bustled in behind the turnkey and greeted them heartily.
"Good morning, boys," he said. "I understand you want to see me. I hope you have changed your minds and will now sensibly answer the general's questions and set yourselves at liberty."
"No, Mr. Wyman, we will never do that—at least not until we know that the one we might injure by so doing is quite safe. We did think, however, sir, that we would like to take you into our confidence."