Was there any man living but himself and Pendleton who would connect these two statements?
That her relations with this Arguello were brief and not generally known was evident from Pendleton's ignorance of the fact.
But he must see him again, and at once.

Perhaps he might have acquired some information from Yerba; the young girl might have given to his age that confidence she had withheld from the younger man; indeed, he remembered with a flush it was partly in that hope he had induced the colonel to go to Santa Clara.

He put the proof-slip in his pocket and stepped to the door of the next room.
"You need not write that letter to Slate, Tony.

I will see him myself.
I am going to San Francisco to-night." "And do you want anything copied from the reports, sir ?" Paul quickly swept them from the table into his drawer, and locked it.
"Not now, thank you.

I'll finish my notes later." The next morning Paul was in San Francisco, and had again crossed the portals of the Golden Gate Hotel.