“Then hurry over there as fast as you can, explain to the commandante what has happened, and ask him if he will lend us mounts. Louis, you go with him, and Captain Saunders, let your son go also. It will take three of them to bring back the horses.”
“Certainly. Make haste, Carl!”
The lads disappeared around the corner, and their footfalls could be heard as they started to cross the peninsula.
The señor at once went upstairs, and returned with Mr. Dartmoor, who looked over the ground as the others had done, and became convinced that the Peruvian’s theory was correct.
“Mrs. Dartmoor is better,” he said, returning to the door. “Captain, will you do me a favor?”
“Anything you ask.”
“Then remain with my wife, for I must join in this chase.”
“I shall do so willingly, if she needs any one.”
“Yes, she does; for her nerves are completely shattered, and I dare not trust her alone.”
“Very well, I will remain. Would you like to have Carl accompany you?”