“Do I?”
“I cannot conceive who the person is to whom senor refers.”
“Ah, do you not know anybody in this locality?”
The Mexican hesitated.
“Is the senor hunting for wealth?”
“Perhaps so,” replied Frank. “At least I have been led to believe that I could find that which would give me wealth here.”
A light overspread Castrello’s face.
“You have come right!” he cried. “Senor Mason will give you what you want.”
Frank knew at once that he had gained his point.
“Ah!” he exclaimed, coolly, “then you believe that?”