Bob gazed at the lad’s handsome face like one stupefied.
“Ysabel!” he murmured; “Ysabel Sixty!”
“Jupiter!” gasped Speake.
“Great guns!” muttered Dick.
CHAPTER XXV.
UNEXPECTED LOYALTY.
The astonishment of all three of the prisoners was overwhelming. Ysabel Sixty, the daughter of Captain Jim Sixty, the captured filibuster, there aboard the Grampus! She was so artfully disguised, too, that the prisoners would never have recognized her had she not taken the pains to reveal her identity.
Ysabel set the basket down on the floor.
“Fingal and all the others, except Don Carlos, are eating,” said she, in a low voice. “The don has gone ashore to hunt for revolutionists. My uncle made me get the meal for him and his men, and then sent me here with something for you.”
“You are still a friend of ours, Ysabel?” whispered Bob.