Something in Jim’s tones seemed to impress the Senor with his sincerity, and his future speech indicated the return of confidence.
“My daughter is abducted. By whom, I know not. How did you know of this?”
“Just by chance,” replied Jim. “But tell me about the capture?”
“But I know nothing,” protested the Senor. “She went out and came not back. Then I got word that these men,—these—” the Senor stopped. “They warned me to say nothing or that they would kill her.”
“Unless you paid them so much money,” added Jim.
“And you know that, too. It was much—five thousand dollars—but that is nothing if I have my daughter safe again. You think they will come?”
“I think they will try to get the reward,” said Jim, cautiously.
“And if they do not come, you will help me find her?” the Senor asked, looking into Jim’s face.
“Assuredly,” responded Jim. “But tell me about the arrangements you have made.”
The Senor glanced about, then walked with Jim a little distance from the inn. There was no apparent need for the precaution, for there was no one to be seen about the place.