“Yes,” nodded Stubbs, “an’ I can’t figger out whether it’s right er wrong. At any rate, he’s taken care of fer a couple weeks. I found out she told the truth, and that the boat has gone. But about the girl––have you an idea where this pirate has taken her?”
“No more than you have.”
“He isn’t a stranger here, is he? Prob’ly has friends, eh?”
“That’s so. I know he has. I saw some of his letters.”
“Know who they are?”
Wilson shook his head.
“I suppose we might find that out from the General––he must know him, for the man was a surgeon or something in the armies here.”
Two hours passed before they were able to reach the General, and then they had but a word with him. The girl had done his bidding and was now crowned Queen of Carlina. Every loyal citizen of Bogova was out, anxious to cheer himself hoarse before his neighbor. From the outlying districts the natives were pouring into the city as fast as they heard of the termination of hostilities. Otaballo had his hands full with prospect of more to do every hour.
“Everyone in Bogova knows Sorez,” he answered. “If he had been in the city for the last year I should know more of his possible whereabouts than I do. He was a surgeon in the Republican armies here, but he took no active interest in the Republic. How little his arrest proves. In fact, I think he stands in disfavor, 218 owing to the trouble with the hill men, which they think started with him. I’ve even heard him accused of having stolen the image. But I don’t believe that or I’d arrest him myself. As it is, I’d like to have a talk with him. I can’t suggest where he is, but I’ll give you a couple of men who know him and know the city to help you.”
“Good!” exclaimed Wilson.