“That’s strange!” Frank exclaimed.
“What is?” demanded Jule.
“The Señorita coming from that direction,” was the reply.
“The Señorita!” repeated Clay, in amazement.
“Just what I thought!” Jule declared.
“So that is our escort, all in a new suit of clothes!” Alex grinned, looking over Frank’s shoulder at the freshly-painted steamer.
“There is no doubt about it,” Frank replied. “But I can’t understand why she is coming down stream.”
“She’s been investigating Cloud island,” laughed Alex.
“That is no joke,” Jule cut in. “Do you see our friend with the scar and the funny little black mustache?” he added.
“Señor Lewiso?” asked Frank. “Yes, he is on board, and is looking this way.”