They were silent for a few minutes, and through the quietness they heard the splash of canoe paddles.
"We may get some news," Walthew said.
The canoe ran alongside, and a half-breed handed up a dirty note. Grahame opened it, and his jaws set and a curious glint came into his eyes when he read Evelyn's message.
"Where did this come from?" he called sharply to the waiting half-breed. In his anxiety he had spoken in English.
The messenger shook his head.
"No entiendo."
Grahame repeated the question in Spanish, and added: "Tell me quickly!"
"A man brought it down from the hills a half-hour ago. That's all I know," the half-breed explained.
"All right; you may go."
Grahame turned to Walthew and Macallister and showed them the crumpled note.