"No—why should we?" inquired Joe with a smile. "We won't inform the postal authorities. I guess it wasn't so very important," and he looked at Blake, who was reading the delayed letter.
"Whew!" finally whistled Joe's chum. "This is going some!"
"What's up now?"
"Another surprise," answered Blake. "This day seems to be filled with 'em."
"Is it about Panama?"
"You've guessed it. Mr. Hadley wants us to go there and get a series of moving pictures. Incidentally he mentions that he is sending to us a gentleman who wants to go with us, if we decide to go. I presume he refers to you," and Blake nodded in the direction of Mr. Alcando.
"Then you have confirmatory evidence of what my letter says?" asked the Spaniard, bowing politely.
"That's what it amounts to," Blake made answer. "Though, of course, seeing that this is the first we've had Panama brought up to us, we don't really know what to say about going there."
"Hardly," agreed Joe, at a look from his chum.
"And yet you may go; shall you not?" asked the Spaniard, quickly. He seemed very eager for an answer.