"If that's the case it will be a good chance to get back to Hong Kong, Oliver."
"I don't want to go to Hong Kong yet, Dan. I want to get my rights."
"So do I, but"
"But what?"
"You know how we fared at the prison. Supposing we are caught again? That spy will swear we are rebel sympathizers, and then it will go hard with us, you may be certain of that."
We talked the matter over for fully an hour, sitting on a couple of boxes in the long shed. Then both of us grew sleepy and resolved to remain where we were and let the morrow take care of itself.
At daylight several workmen put in appearance, among them an Englishman who looked as if he would prove friendly. Watching our opportunity we called him to one side, and made a clean breast of the situation.
"My advice is to get on board of the Cardigan by all means," he said. "Don't you know that you Americans are going to have a lot of trouble with these Spaniards now the Maine has been blown up?"
This was the first we had heard of the destruction of the Maine, and we asked him for particulars. The Englishman knew but little, yet he
