"Perhaps it did. Well, we did our best for him."
"We surely did, and I guess he appreciates that. He said so, anyhow."
"And so you're going to get some Gatun pictures and then quit—eh?"
"That's it, Joe, and the sooner we get them the sooner we can get back home. I've had all I want of Panama. Not that it isn't a nice place, but we've seen all there is to see."
"We might try a little more of the jungle."
"We got enough of those pictures before," Blake declared. "No, the dam will wind it up, as far as we're concerned."
If Mr. Alcando felt any sorrow over his failure as a moving picture operator he did not show it when next he met the boys. He was quite cheerful.
"Are you fully recovered, Joe?" he asked.
"Oh, sure! I'm all right again."
"I only wish I could have had a hand in rescuing you," the Spaniard went on. "It would have been a manner of paying, in a slight degree, the debt I owe you boys. But fate took that out of my hands, and you were saved by the same sort of slide that covered you up."