The crew of the _Saragossa_ grasped the position, and the next time Juan de Maestre stepped on board he was invited to the forecastle, thumped, dropped overboard into the salubrious waters of the dock and left to swim ashore.

Juan de Maestre has had enough.

He won't go near the Germans any more.

He is in a condition of extreme terror and neutrality.

Oh, he's wonderfully neutral just now." "We might catch him perhaps on the rebound!" Hillyard suggested.
"Lopez thinks so," said Fairbairn, with a nod towards Baeza.
"I can find him this evening," Baeza remarked.
The three men conferred for a little while, and as a consequence of that conference Lopez Baeza walked through the narrow streets of the old town to a cafe near the railway station.