I want to be sure! I want neither to give the enemy the advantage by putting him upon his guard, nor to miss the great opportunity myself." Lopez Baeza nodded.
"Why not talk with Ramon Castillo yourself ?" he asked.
"That is what I want to do." "I will arrange for it.

When ?" "To-night," said Hillyard.
Lopez Baeza lifted his hands in deprecation.
"Yes.

I can take you to his house--now.

But, senor, Ramon is a poor man.
He lives in a little narrow street." Hillyard looked quietly at Lopez Baeza.

He had found men on the Mediterranean littoral whom he could trust with his life and everything that was his.