Tom looked hurt.
"That's fer you to say."
"Excuse me, Tom," said Jack. "But after what I've just seen I don't know whom to trust. Yes, I believe you're true blue, Tom. I'll tell you. But wait a minute."
He walked to the door and looked out. The coast was clear.
"Tom," said he, returning, "I'm going to take you into my confidence. Listen."
In as few words as possible he related their adventures that day and the part played by Remedios. Then he added that in Mr. Rollins's companion he had recognized the Mexican chauffeur.
"What do you make of it?" he asked.
"Treachery," said Tom, emphatically. "But who'da thought it of Mr. Rollins?"
They looked at each other puzzled.
"I wish I knew whom he spoke to by radio and what he said," declared Jack.