Without a question Adrian sprang within, dragging the lifeless form of the sentry with him.
"Quick, bar the gate!" he commanded.
The command was obeyed.
"Now where is Mr. Black?" he asked.
"Upstairs talking with José."
"All right. Bind this man while I go up. Don't let him escape or he is liable to cut your throat."
"No temer V, señor" was the response, meaning "Have no fear."
Adrian ran lightly up the stairs, revolver in hand. He heard voices talking and had no doubt that José was narrating some trumped-up story.
"Yes, señor," he heard the mozo say, "they are expecting you. It is necessary that you go at once."
Adrian flung open the door and covered José with his revolver.