She saw Whitney, and flashed an inquiring
glance at us.
"We were waiting for Senorita Mendoza," explained Kennedy to both
Whitney and her, "when Mr. Whitney happened along. I don't see
Senora de Moche in the tea room. Perhaps we may as well sit out
here in the corridor until she comes."
It was evidently his desire to see how Whitney and Inez would act,
for this was the first time we had ever seen them together.
"We were talking of the treasure," resumed Whitney, omitting to
mention the dagger. "Kennedy, we are not the only ones who have
sought the peje grande, or rather are seeking it. But we are, I
believe, the only ones who are seeking it in the right place,
and," he added, leaning over confidentially, "your father,
Senorita, was the only one who could have got the concession, the
monopoly, from the government to seek in what I am convinced will
be the right place. Others have found the 'little fish.' We shall
find the 'big fish.'"
He had raised his voice from the whisper, and I caught Inez
looking anxiously at Kennedy, as much as to say, "You see? He is
like the rest. His mind is full of only one subject."
"We shall find it, too," he continued, still speaking in a high-
pitched key, "no matter what obstacles man or devil put in our
way.
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