“Probably when he’s good and ready to ask clearance from the port inspectors. He won’t hurry. You can be sure of that.”
The Scouts turned once more toward the sea. Before they had walked far, they spied Warwick and Willie and hailed them.
“Hi!” War greeted the pair. “We’ve been looking everywhere for you two. Hap sent a message.”
“Where is he?” Jack asked quickly. “Still with those government men?”
Willie nodded. “He figures on being tied up half the day. Our little party may stall right here at Cuertos.”
“How come?”
“Well, the authorities aren’t keen on having us start for the high sierras. Captain Carter’s name seems to be poison here. We’re under a cloud because of our association with him.”
“He’s here, by the way,” Ken informed the pair. “As unco-operative as ever, too.”
“When did the boat get in?” Willie demanded eagerly.
“Only a few minutes ago,” Ken answered. “Captain Carter’s visiting his ‘friends’ around town. After he’s talked out, maybe he’ll get around to moving our stuff ashore.”