"Professor Kennedy," began Senorita Mendoza, presenting us all in
turn, "let me introduce Mr. Lockwood, my father's partner in
several ventures which brought us to New York."
As we shook hands I could not help feeling that the young mining
engineer, for such he proved to be by ostensible profession, was
something more to her than a mere partner in her father's schemes.
"I believe I've met Professor Norton," he remarked, as they shook
hands. "Perhaps he remembers when we were in Lima."
"Perfectly," replied Norton, returning the penetrating glance in
kind. "Also in New York," he added.
Lockwood turned abruptly. "Are you quite sure you are able to
stand the strain of this interview?" he asked Inez in a low tone.
Norton glanced at Kennedy and raised his eyebrows just the
fraction of an inch, as if to call attention to the neat manner in
which Lockwood had turned the subject.
Inez smiled sadly. "I must," she said, in a forced tone.
I fancied that Lockwood noted and did not relish an air of
restraint in her words.
"It was you, I believe, Mr. Lockwood, who found Senor Mendoza last
night?" queried Kennedy, as if to read the answer into the record,
although he already knew it.
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