[CHAPTER XXVII.]
A STRANGE MESSAGE.
The days were full of anxiety for the professor, Jerry and Ned, who still remained in the ancient city after Bob had been kidnapped. Every night they went to bed, hoping some word would be received by morning, or that the missing one would return. Every morning they said to each other:
“Well, something will happen to-morrow.”
But nothing happened, and, as day after day went by, they began to lose hope.
“We may as well leave here,” said Ned.
“Not yet,” Jerry replied. “I am sure we will have some word from Bob soon now.”
In the meanwhile, they made trips in all directions from the ancient city. But there was no trace of the Mexicans. The country was uninhabited for twenty miles in every direction from the buried place, and farther than that the travelers did not venture.
“We must be here every night,” said the professor. “Somehow, I feel that Bob will come back at night, or we will hear something from him after dark. So we do not want to be away then, for if he should come, or if he should send some word, we would not be here to receive it.”