“Ah, but she is an audacious woman,” said the Governor.
“Considering that she ‘remembers,’” joined in Señor Guillermo Gonzales, “makes the question of what disposition to make of her a serious consideration.”
“My friends,” said Helen Hinckley, “do not give her one moment’s thought. She will dispose of herself.”
“We will take your advice, Miss Hinckley. We will give our attention to other matters, and hope that the aggressive señorita will dispose of herself to our satisfaction very promptly,” said the Governor. “Is there anything more, Juan, which you wish to relate?”
“Nothing more, your Honor, except that the Plunger is in an adjoining room writing his confessions, and the señorita has left Señor Julio’s apartments.”
“In that event,” said Señor Guillermo Gonzales, “I will attend to friend Julio.”
At that moment a despatch was announced by a servant, and before it could be opened a service messenger delivered a large, bulky envelope, which looked to contain page after page of legal documents.
Juan left the room with the messenger and the household servant, and hurried to Julio Murillo’s room.
The Governor handed the despatch to Guillermo Gonzales. He tore it open and read:
“Washington, D. C.