not altogether understand him. "We'll have to think it over."

"Oh, of course. I should not ask for a decision now," said Mr.
Alcando quickly. "I shall return to my hotel in the village, and
come out to see you when I may--when you have made your decision.
I feel the need of a little rest--after my narrow escape. And that
it should be you who saved my life--you of all!"

Again the boys noted his peculiar manner.

"I guess we had better be getting back," suggested Hank. "Have to
foot it to town, though," he added regretfully, as he looked at
the smashed carriage. "I hope the boss doesn't blame me for this,"
and his voice was rueful.

"I shall take it upon myself to testify in your favor," said the
Spaniard with courtly grace. "It was an unavoidable accident--the
breaking of the rein, and the maddened dash of the horse off the
bridge. That we did not follow was a miracle. I shall certainly
tell your employer--as you say your boss," and he smiled--"I shall
tell him you could not help it."

"I'd take it kindly if you would," added Hank, "for Rex, though he
had a terrible temper, was a valuable horse. Well, he won't run
away any more, that's one sure thing. I guess that carriage can
be patched up."

"Why don't you ask Mr. Baker to lend you a rig?" suggested Blake.
"I'm sure he would. I'll tell him how it happened."