"Of course I do, as I was going to join him."
"Hilloh!" Valentine said distrustfully. "Where, then?"
"Wherever he may be."
"That is true—then you know where Red Cedar is?"
"Yes."
"In that case you will guide us to him."
"I shall be delighted," the Pirate said quickly.
Valentine turned to his friend.
"This man is a traitor," he said. "He was sent to draw us into a snare, in which we will not let ourselves be caught. Curumilla, fasten a rope to a branch of that oak tree."
"What for?" Don Miguel asked.