“Yes,” said the Rajah excitedly, “go on. But stop! What were you doing there?”
“I had gone to see the officer on guard there.”
“Yes,” cried the Rajah: “but how came you to know of the way down below?”
“The officer we have had there by your instructions to guard the place found the way.”
“Then you were there to find the treasure-cell?” cried the Rajah excitedly.
“We were there to guard the treasure-cell, sir, by your orders,” said Dick coldly. “Send and see if your place is safe.”
“Yes,” said the Rajah, drawing a deep breath, “I did send you there. Go on.”
“I was down there yesterday,” continued Dick, “for I wished to carefully inspect the place for reasons of my own, when I was surprised by the coming of the Wazir.”
“Then you played spy upon him,” cried the Rajah. “Why did you not speak openly to him, a gentleman you had often met here, and my friend?”
Wyatt winced a little at the question, for Dick’s acts seemed underhanded. But he brightened up the next moment at his brother-officer’s words.