After this there was quite a bit more of talking, and finally they retired, to rest, if not to sleep.
On the following morning as they were getting breakfast, they were surprised to see a horseman approaching from the direction of the mine.
“Who can it be?” questioned every one.
“Perhaps it’s the colonel,” said Oliver. “Suppose you hide, Mr. Whyland, and let only Gus and I meet him.”
“A good idea.”
The gentleman stepped behind some rocks. As he did so the horseman came nearer, and they saw that it was indeed Colonel Mendix.
CHAPTER XXXIII.
BROUGHT TO BOOK.
“Good-morning, Colonel,” began Oliver as they went forth to meet their visitor, though with pistol in hand.
The Spaniard nearly fell from his horse.