"Simply that we capture Don Fernandez and make him release us all under a guarantee of safe conduct," said Jack.
"You see," he added, "Bob and I are both armed, and we can do it."
"Good for you, Jack," said Bob.
"I believe it can be done," said Mr. Hampton. "And here," he added, listening, "comes our opportunity, if I am not mistaken. You boys get behind the four-poster and wait until I give you your cue."
Noiselessly Mr. Hampton closed the door, as the boys went into hiding. Then the older man resumed his seat by the table, picked up his book, and appeared to be reading.
Quick, light footsteps sounded on the landing outside. There was a pause, while Don Fernandez searched his pockets for the key to the door. Unable to find it, he turned as if to depart. To three pairs of ears, straining to hear his every movement, the interpretation was clear. He believed he had locked the door and lost the key and was about to depart. Mr. Hampton saved the situation by raising his voice, and calling:
"Is that you, Don Fernandez? Will you not honor me by coming in? I am eager to learn what has occurred."
The Don decided to try the door. To his surprise, it opened to his touch. "I must have forgotten to lock it in my haste," he muttered, and stepped into the room.
"Government troops," he said, advancing, "They thought to surprise us but we have beaten them off decisively." He sat down heavily. "It has been strenuous work," he said. "But that is over. Now to find the assassin, if he has not already escaped."
"Assassin?" queried Mr. Hampton, in genuine surprise. He had not been told the Don's belief regarding Jack.