“By telling us what took place at the cottage last night, and where Ned went when he left—also what time he left the cottage.”
“I thought so,” Frank said, when the case had thus plainly been stated. “I had an idea you wanted to know what steps are being taken to bring you and your bomb-thrower to justice. Well, I refuse to tell you anything about it.”
The Colonel was not yet ready to appear under his true colors. He had one more issue to discuss with the boy, and hoped to meet with better success than he had in the other matter.
“You don’t seem to understand the situation, or to trust me,” he said. “You do not appreciate the peril your friend may be in. If you did, you would tell us all you know about the incident. Now, there is another thing I wish to discuss with you. You are the son of the owner of the Daily Planet?”
Frank nodded.
“Have you communicated with your father recently?”
“Not since our arrival on the Isthmus.”
“Then you have not heard from him since your arrival here?”
“I have not.”
“And consequently do not know of the peril he is in?”