“But you dumped Chief Dawson down in Santiago.”
“That was only a blind to throw the guilty parties off the track until we could pin the goods on them. Dawson understands all that, but is pledged to secrecy.”
“Well, for goodness sake!” burst forth Kitty. “If I’d had any idea of all that I would have told everything long ago.”
“If several people had had an idea of all this we might never have sprung this trap,” explained Captain Rogers.
“You speak as if it were really sprung,” said Kitty eagerly.
“It is—practically.”
“It seems rather certain that Punaro is responsible for young Brad Mason’s wound. He was away from the hospital all afternoon. I’ll order his arrest shortly. As for Beeson, he’s practically a prisoner on that island until this blow is over. We’ll be prepared to handle him as soon as we can get out there.”
“You won’t let anything happen to poor Uncle Mose?”
“We’ll do our best. The old darky is certainly entitled to his reward, too, in opening your eyes to so much.”
“But there are others. Brad thinks one of the ward attendants may be helping, too.”