“You have,” said Jerry. “You say they went to Mexico?”
“You see, it was this way,” the storekeeper went on. “It was about three weeks ago. They come up in a big automobile, like yours, an’ bought a lot of stuff. I kind of hinted to find out where they was headed for, an’ all the satisfaction I got was that that there Nixon feller says as how he guessed Mexico would be the best place for them, as the United States Government hadn’t no control down there. Then one of the others says Mexico would suit him. So I guess they went. Now, is there anything else I can let you have?”
“Thanks, this will be all,” replied Jerry, paying for the bacon.
The boys waited until they were some distance on the road before they spoke about the news the storekeeper had told them.
“I wouldn’t be a bit surprised if Noddy and his gang had gone to Mexico,” said Ned. “That’s the safest place for them, after what they did.”
“I wish they weren’t there, if we are to take a trip in that country,” put in Bob.
“It’s a big place, I guess they won’t bother us,” came from Jerry.
But he was soon to find that Mexico was not big enough to keep Noddy and his crowd from making much trouble and no little danger for him and his friends.
They arrived at camp early in the afternoon and told Nestor the news they had heard. He did not attach much importance to it, as he was busy over an order for new mining machinery.
There was plenty for the boys to do about camp, and soon they were so occupied that they almost forgot there was such a place as Mexico.