"Oh, he is all cut up over it, and my old friends—Luke and the others—are awfully sorry on my account, too."
"If I could gain the slightest clew to his whereabouts, I would organize an expedition to rescue him," went on the newly appointed major.
"This José Lupez ought to be able to tell something about him."
"Yes, but where are you going to find the rascal? He seems to have disappeared utterly."
"Is his brother still in prison at Manila? I forgot to ask when I was down there."
"Yes."
"I wonder if he doesn't get any letters from his brother? I understand the two are alone in the world. I shouldn't think they would forget each other entirely."
"I hadn't thought of that, Larry. Perhaps it would pay to have this Benedicto Lupez watched closely. We might get some kind of a clew to work on. I know some of the prison authorities, and I'll drop them a line at once, and you can leave it at the prison when you go back. What have they done with Braxton Bogg?"
"Shipped him back to the United States for
