"Don't talk like that. What need is there for you to die? I shall have to give you orders, as I give my men. Señorita Juanita Alvarez, you are to make your way, after the capitulation, to some place of safety, where I will find you—
"You, a prisoner?"
"Oh, I don't mean to remain a prisoner! I shall say good-bye to my captors at the earliest possible moment, and then find you, and we will steal our way to the coast, and find a ship and sail for England. Mother will be glad to see you."
"I have always wanted to see England," said Juanita musingly. "But what about my property—that all this mystery is about?"
"We don't know where it is; but, you remember, a duplicate letter was sent to father in London, and we can find out all about it there. And then, when the war is over, no doubt father will come back with you and put everything straight. And then—"
"Well, Señor?" said Juanita archly.
"Oh, then I suppose you'll marry a Don—of some sort—"
"How dare you, Señor Lumsden!" she cried with flashing eyes.
Jack looked astonished at her sudden anger.
"But never mind that," he went on. "The question is, is there anywhere that you can go to when the city falls?"