[CHAPTER XXI.]
SANDOVAL.
"Yes," the Jaguar continued presently in a broken voice; "this letter was entirely in Carmela's handwriting. Would you like to know the contents?"
The American looked around him.
"Well, what matter?" the Jaguar exclaimed with some violence; "Are not these brave lads our friends, faithful and devoted friends? Why keep secret from them a thing I should be forced to tell them, perhaps tomorrow?"
John Davis bowed.
"You did not understand my thought," he said. "I am not afraid about them, but of those who may be possibly listening outside."
The young man shook his head.
"No, no," he said, "fear nothing, John Davis, my old friend; no one is listening to us."