Only for us he and Hank would have toppled down into that
ravine."

"That's right," assented Blake.

"But what struck me as queer," resumed Joe, "was that he seemed
put out because it was we who saved him. He acted--I mean the
Spaniard did--as though he would have been glad if someone else
had saved his life."

"Just how it struck me!" cried Blake. "I wondered if you felt the
same. But perhaps it was only because he was unduly excited. We
might have misjudged him."

"Possibly," admitted Joe. "But, even if we didn't, and he really
is sorry it was we who saved him, I don't see that it need matter.
He is probably so polite that the reason he objects is because he
didn't want to put us to so much trouble."

"Perhaps," agreed Blake. "As you say, it doesn't much matter. I
rather like him."

"So do I," assented Joe. "But he sure is queer, in some ways.
Quite dramatic. Why, you'd think he was on the stage the way he
went on after he learned that we two, who had saved him, were the
moving picture boys to whom he had a letter of introduction."

"Yes. I wonder what it all meant?" observed Blake.

The time was to come when he and Joe were to learn, in a most