“On our honor, we shall not attempt to escape, and you know we are men of our word. One more thing: come to our place of confinement to-night. We have something of great interest to say to you.”
“Say it now. Why wait until to-night?”
“There is not time. Besides, we are being watched. Come to-night just after dark, and you will learn something worth your while.”
“It shall be as you say. But remember, the guard will be tripled—so as to form a solid wall around you. Attempt no treachery or you will regret it.”
With that the amauta went his way.
“Do you think he will come?” Ted asked.
“I hope so. We helped him out once and he believes we may do it again,” Stanley replied.
Soncco kept his promise and arrived shortly after nightfall had come upon the valley. His face bore a tragic expression and his voice trembled. They had never seen him so agitated.
“Speak quickly, for I have not long to stay,” he faltered. “There are many things on my mind.”
“Soncco,” said Stanley slowly, looking straight at the aged man, “the task for which you have been selected does not suit you. I can tell that by your appearance and your actions. You are worried to death.”