Attack Spawn's mine! Half a million of treasure was there to-night!
Perona was chuckling: "You give Spawn's guards the signal. They are all my men—in my pay. They will run away when you appear."
Hanley cut in again. "By the gods, they're after that treasure! Phil, listen to me! you must...." His voice faded.
"Chief, I can't hear you!"
Hanley came again: "... And I will notify Porto Rico. The local patrol will be about ready to leave."
"Or notify Nareda headquarters," I suggested. "If you can get President Markes, he can send some police to the mine—"
"And find all Nareda's police bribed by Perona? I'll get Porto Rico. We have an hour or two; the patrol can reach you in an hour."
The bandits were preparing to leave here. Two or three of them had gone to the flyer. Perona and De Boer were parting.
"... Well, that is all, De Boer."
"Right, Señor Perona. I will start shortly."