"That is terrible," he exclaimed. "Oh, if she would only allow me
to take care of her--I would take her back to our own country,
where she would be safe, far away from these people who seek to
prey on all of us."
He paced up and down nervously, and I could see that my
information had added nothing to his peace of mind, though, at the
same time, he had betrayed nothing on his part.
"I was just passing through," I said finally, looking at my watch,
"and happened to see you. I hope your mother is well?"
"As well as is to be expected, surrounded by people who watch
every act," he replied, I thought with a rap at us for having
Norton about and so active, though I could not be sure.
We separated, and I hastened back to the laboratory to report to
Craig that Alfonso was rusticating for his health.
Kennedy, on his part, had had an experience, though it was no more
conclusive than my own. After he had left the tobacco district, he
had walked up Wall Street to the subway. In the crowd he had seen
Senora de Moche, although she had not seen him. He had turned and
followed her until she entered the building in which Whitney and
his associates had their offices. Whether it indicated that she
was still leading them a chase, or they her, was impossible to
determine, but it at least showed that they were still on friendly
terms with each other.
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