"Pretty fair. How did Alcando make out?"
"All right. He's learning fast. We can trust him with a camera now, out alone."
"That's good. I say, Blake," and Joe's voice took on a confidential tone, "you haven't noticed anything strange about him, have you?"
"Strange? What do you mean?"
"I mean while he was off there with you. Anything more about that alarm clock of his? And did anything more develop about his knowing the captain of that vessel that sunk the Nama?"
"No, that was only coincidence, I think. Why, I can't say that I've noticed anything suspicious about him, Joe, if that's what you mean," and Blake's voice had a questioning tone.
"That's what I do mean," spoke Joe. "And if you haven't I have."
"Have what?"
"I've been watching Alcando since you and he came back, and I think he's decidedly queer."
"Suspicious, you mean?"