"The deuce you did!" cried Greg delightedly.
"Wait a bit! It didn't get acrost like I expected. He give me the laugh first. Yes, sir, threw back his head, and laughed fit to die. What do you know about that?"
"Just a bluff," said Greg.
Blossom shook his head positively. "No, sir, I know a real laugh when I see it!"
"But here is the book," said Greg.
"Just the same, he thinks he has us, somehow."
Blossom's words carried conviction, and Greg's feeling of triumph was considerably dashed. "I wish Estuban was here," he said.
CHAPTER XIX
THE ABDUCTION
Though he had seen him but on the one occasion, Greg had more confidence in Estuban than in any of the taxi-drivers, good fellows though they were. He much desired Estuban's help on the dangerous expedition he had planned, and waited for him as long as he dared. But one o'clock drew near without any sign of him, and in the end Greg had to go without him.