“Guadalupe and Santiago.”
“Santiago who?”
“I don’t know his other name, but he’s all right. He’s looking out for us.”
“Are you a prisoner?”
“Sure. What do you suppose I’m doing here—taking a vacation?”
Donald could not help laughing at Billie’s characteristic reply, in spite of the seriousness of the situation, as he turned from the window to repeat his conversation to his companions.
“What had we better do?” he finally asked.
“Is your friend armed?” asked the captain.
Donald put the question to Billie and received a negative reply.
“Suppose you hand him your rifle and then find out just how things are in the room below.”