had seen the boy's lips move,
but apparently had not understood his words.
"This Guilford must be a very wicked man. Your suit against him was
useless?"
"The verdict favored him, but I appealed. In the end I shall win. My
lawyer has told me so. He may appear to-day, or to-morrow, or the next
day, and inform me that I have won. I am looking for him any time."
"And he'll never come," muttered the boy.
"I shall not stay here long," asserted the old inventor. "My room is
very poor, but when I think that it is only for a short time that I must
occupy it, then I am contented. I had a room in another place, where it
cost a great deal more: but I decided to move and economize while
waiting for my rights."
Felipe wondered how the old man existed, deciding at once that he must
pick up a meagre living by begging.
"I, too, am waiting here until I come into my rights," said the boy.
"Like you, I have been robbed. Unlike you, I'll not wait so long. Either
I'll have what is mine, or I'll kill the man who has robbed me."
"'Thou shalt not kill.' To have the stain of blood on one's hands must
be terrible."
"The Jaliscos belong to a family that kills."
At this juncture there came another knock at the door, but this time
Felipe knew who it was.
He had the door open in a moment, and Bantry Hagan walked in.
"Oh, it's company you have, me boy!" exclaimed the Irishman, looking
wonderingly at old Spooner.
"A gentleman who has the next room. He dropped in to borrow a needle and
thread."
"It's careful you'd better be, Felipe."
"Never fear; it is all right."
The old man dragged himself up from the chair.
"I'll go back to my room," he said. "I hope I have not taken up too much
of your time."
"Not at all, senor. I shall be pleased to have you come again."
When old Spooner was gone and the door closed, Hagan observed:
"What cemetery did you dig him from, Felipe? Who is he, me boy?"
"A deranged old man, who thinks he has invented something and that it
was stolen from him. He expects to recover his rights and become very
rich. He has the next room."
"Then it's careful we'd better talk, for he may hear."
"No danger, Senor Hagan, for he is extremely deaf. I am glad you came,
for I was tired shouting to make him understand me. What is the good
news you bring?"
"Things are moving, Felipe. By my soul, I believe this vengeful being is
really keeping his oath to make it warm for Frank Merriwell. When I was
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