It would be libelous, and subject the newspaper editor to the risk of having to go to jail." "All I know," sighed Harry, "is that I want, as speedily as possible, to put as much distance as possible between us and Don Luis's home." "We'll go out through the front door, though, when we go," Tom proposed.

"We won't sneak." They did not encounter Gato on the way back to the big, white house.

Though they did not know it, the boys were being trailed by the alert, barefooted Nicolas.

Nor did that servant feel easy until he had seen them softly enter the house.

Then Nicolas, as before, stretched himself on the floor before the door of the rooms occupied by the young engineers.
Tom's alarm clock woke him that morning.