Again I thank you.
Be good enough to remain about, for I shall soon want you." Over the hills a white-clad figure rode on horseback.

As he came nearer, still at a gallop, the man was seen to be a soldier.
"I wonder if there is any treachery in this ?" muttered Harry, in Tom's ear.

"Does Don Luis intend to have us arrested, after all, and sent to prison to be held _incommunicado_, and so make sure of keeping us out of the way ?" "I don't believe so," Tom replied.

"It wouldn't be a wise move on his part.

He'd be afraid that we'd denounce him even as we were being led away." "Then why the soldier ?" "Let's wait and see." No one else appeared to have paid any heed to the horseman.