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The noise would prevent their talk being heard. "There is no use in denying it, because Galdar's spies have, no doubt, seen her. I would be glad if you can tell me what has become of the president." Francisca gave him a keen glance. "You do not know Alvarez is dead?" "Ah!" said Kit. "I did not know. Was he killed?" "He died soon after the fighting began.
Then he reflected with some amusement that he need not bother much about deceiving the enemy, since Galdar's friends would not suspect that Buccaneer Askew had knowingly chosen the losing side. Presently Kit joined Adam, who sat near a lamp. His face was damp and looked pinched. "Let's go and get a drink," he said. "I'm thirsty; got a dose of intermittent fever again."
Galdar's friends knew he could not be bribed and that Adam was ill, although it was hardly possible they knew he was dead. They would see that Kit had now control and since his help was valuable to the president might try to kill him. His best plan was to push on. He wakened the sailors, who grumbled, but picked up the coffin when he tersely explained the situation.
"Well, suppose I refuse?" "You'll be a blame fool. That's all there is to it." Kit doubted. He knew what had happened to Adam, and, in spite of Olsen's statement, imagined Galdar's friends would not let him warn the president. "Anyhow, you must give me until the morning. I want to think about it," he said, in order to test his suspicions. "We can't wait; the thing must be put over now.
Since it was impossible to evade the watchfulness of Galdar's spies, Adam had resolved to set off openly and not to give them a hint that his journey had an important object by trying to hide it. He mounted awkwardly, with an obvious effort, and when he was in the saddle set his lips for a moment or two. Then he turned to Alvarez and smiled.
It was perhaps significant that Olsen had, so to speak, insisted that he was a naturalized American and came from Norway. Kit doubted. "Askew's judgment is generally pretty good, but he's getting old," Olsen remarked. "I don't see why he's backing the president; my notion is, Galdar's surely going to win." He paused and looked at Kit thoughtfully.
"Our climate is unhealthy, but if you had died and suspicion was excited, your countrymen would have made the president responsible. That would have been another embarrassment and I have enough." "Galdar's friends are a cunning lot," Adam replied. "Well, I think your doctor has fixed me up for a time. What about your plans?"
Kit described the waiter and Alvarez said to the mayor-domo, "You will be held accountable if the man has got away. Send Doctor Martin to the bottom of the stairs." The mayor-domo went away and Alvarez knitted his brows. "Galdar's friends are bold, but I had not expected this. However, Don Adam's drinking wine may have balked them and Martin is a good doctor."
It would be hard to see who was riding the mules, and while Galdar's spies would probably find out this would need time and time was important. After leaving the streets, they followed the road to the port for some distance, and then turned into a track that wound along a dark hillside among clumps of trees. When they entered it, Adam stopped his mule and got down awkwardly.
"There was a time when we had money in the treasury and I might have gone; but it was too late afterwards. Part of the revenue stopped in Galdar's hands that was one way of embarrassing me and I was forced to use the rest to undermine his plots. Now I am drawing on my small private estate." "But why didn't you go while there was something left? You are not extravagant and do not need much."
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