"Yes," said Grahame. "This afternoon we heard Castillo speak in the plaza."
The girl's eyes flashed angrily.
"Castillo is a fool! He pulls down what others have carefully built up."
"Tries to fire the mine before things are ready?" Walthew suggested. "A premature explosion's apt to blow up the men who prepared it."
Blanca gave him a keen glance.
"That is what nearly happened this afternoon. I believe you are to be trusted, señores?"
Grahame bowed.
"I am an adventurer, not a patriot, and my partner is out for money, but we made a bargain with Don Martin and we keep our word."
"Then," said the girl quietly, "Castillo is hiding here."
"In the casa Sarmiento! Isn't that dangerous? Won't the President's friends suspect?"