They, too, were part of a direction
for finding hidden treasure.
The sheriff wired at once to Bucky, in Chihuahua. Translated into
plain English, his cipher dispatch meant: "Come home at once.
Trail getting red hot."
But Bucky did not come. As it happened, that young man had other
fish to fry.
CHAPTER 9. "ADORE HAS ONLY ONE D."
After all, adventures are to the adventurous. In this prosaic
twentieth century the Land of Romance still beckons to eager eyes
and gallant hearts. The rutted money-grabber may deny till he is
a nerve-racked counting-machine, but youth, even to the end of
time, will laugh to scorn his pessimism and venture with elastic
heel where danger and mystery offer their dubious hazards.
So it was that Bucky and his little comrade found nothing of
dulness in the mission to which they had devoted themselves. In
their task of winning freedom for the American immured in the
Chihuahua dungeon they already found themselves in the heart of a
web of intrigue, the stakes of which were so high as to carry
life and death with them in the balance. But for them the sun
shone brightly. It was enough that they played the game and
shared the risks together.
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