"She is right, Dad," said Jack. "Let"s go. Anything you want to take with you?"
"No, nothing. But how are we to escape, Jack? How did you arrive?"
"I arrived by airplane," said Jack. "But whether we can get away by the same means is another matter."
Mr. Hampton looked dazed.
"The younger generation moves too fast for me," he said. "But will you please explain?"
"It"s a long story, Dad," said Jack, "and I haven"t the time. But it"s Bob"s airplane. The fellows who kidnapped you stole the machine in Long Island several days before that. Well, Mr. Temple and the boys came out to New Mexico, and we recovered the plane and, and--well, there you are."
"Yes, I see," said Mr. Hampton. "It"s as clear as a New York fog. But it"s enough to know that Bob--didn"t you mention his name--is here with the machine. Let"s go and find him."
He started for the door. But at that moment Rafaela, who stood closer to it, halted him with upraised hand.
"Listen," she whispered.
Cautious footsteps could be heard ascending the stairs.
"Quick, Jack," whispered Mr. Hampton, "you mustn"t be seen. Nor you, Miss Calomares. Here, hide behind this bed. And he pushed the two behind the hangings of a great four-poster. Then removing the key from the outside of the door, he hurriedly but noiselessly swung the ponderous frame shut, and locked it on the inside.
"Calomares won"t recall losing the key," he said grimly to himself.
"There may be a chance yet."
He listened with his ear at the keyhole. The cautious footsteps mounted higher. They reached the landing. Then there was a low knock on the panel, and a voice called low and urgently:
"Mr. Hampton. Mr. Hampton. This is Bob."
CHAPTER XXIX
THREE CHEERS FOR THE RADIO BOYS
Mr. Hampton unlocked and opened the door, and greeted the big fellow as warmly as he had his own son.
"Where"s Jack?" asked Bob. "Did they capture him?"
Jack, who was peeping from behind the four-poster, sprang into the room, and slapped his chum resoundingly on the back.
"Thought you were to stick by the airplane," he said, with mock severity.
Bob swung around, the worried look vanishing from his face.
"Hurray," he said. "So they didn"t get you after all? When I saw you punch that fellow I thought your goose was cooked."
"Saw me punch him? Why, where were you?"
"Oh, I had followed you," said Bob. Then he explained.
"Then when the attack began," he added, "I flew around overhead until I saw my chance to return and land. I wasn"t going to leave without you. Presently, the government troops were beaten at the north. That was only a feint on their part, anyhow, I believe, to engage the attention of the rebels. For at once, heavy shooting broke out farther down the valley. Sounded like the main body was attacking there. Then the rebels scooted down that way to repulse the new attack, and I took a chance and landed. Not a soul in sight. And here I am."
Jack was speechless. But the look in his eyes betrayed his emotion.
"Bob, I"m proud of you," said Mr. Hampton. "Well, let"s hurry away before it is too late."
Rafaela stepped from her place of concealment.
"Aren"t you going to say farewell?" she asked.
Bob looked at her in astonishment. Mr. Hampton, with a twinkle in his eye, viewed Jack ardently. The latter advanced with extended hand.
"Miss Calomares," he said, "I can"t tell you how grateful I am. I hope we shall meet again."
"Miss Calomares?" muttered Bob, under his breath, his eyes on the beautiful girl. "Jack certainly has moved fast. I don"t get this."
Mr. Hampton took pity on him.
"Miss Calomares," he said, leading Bob forward. "This is my son"s chum. He came with him tonight in his airplane."
The girl held out her hand. Bob took it as in a daze.
"Pinch me," he said, in an aside to Jack.
All heard the remark, and laughed at Bob"s mystification.
"Come," said Mr. Hampton, and once more moved toward the door. Once more, however, his steps were arrested by a noise outside. This time they heard the shouts of many men approaching the house and crying "Viva, Calomares."
"Too late," groaned Mr. Hampton. "They have driven off the attack, and are returning."
Rafaela uttered an exclamation.
"Oh, I must go to my room before papa discovers me here," she cried.
She darted for the door, but paused to give them parting cheer. "Do not give up hope," she said. "They will drink a great deal, and then all will sleep very soundly. You may escape late tonight. Good-bye,"
and turning, she ran lightly down the steps.
Jack"s eyes followed. At the turning, she paused, looked back, and waved to him, then disappeared.
"Now what will we do?" said Jack.
"You boys hide behind the bed," said Mr. Hampton. "I"ll close the door, but I won"t lock it this time, for on second thought I believe if it were locked and Calomares came up to see me--as he frequently does before retiring--it would make him suspicious. I shall leave it unlocked, and then he will believe he left it so himself in his haste."
"Dad," said Jack, "I have an idea."
"What is it? Out with it."
"Well, we are trapped here. Suppose we turn the tables."