dn't," laughed Donald. "I
wonder where we are?"

He glanced about the room which was dimly lighted by a couple of
lamps, fastened to the wall by brackets. It was well--yes,
elegantly furnished. At one side of the room was the closet out
of which they had just emerged, while at the opposite side were
three doors. On a third side were two windows and the fourth side
was a plain wall.

"Not a bad-looking place," observed the lieutenant.

"Not at all," echoed Donald, "and there seem plenty of means of
exit."

"Sure, my boy; and if it's all the same to you, we'll go. The
sooner I get back the quicker I'll be able to start something in
this direction. Come on!"

They crossed over to the doors and tried the first one. It was
locked. They tried the second and it opened into another closet.

"Three times and out," laughed Donald as he took hold of the knob
of the last door.

It yielded to his touch and he opened it gently. Then he quickly
and quietly closed it.

"What's up?" asked the lieutenant.

Donald put his fingers to his lips.

"How many?" queried Lieut. Grimes.

"Three," was the whispered response. "Let's hear what they have
to say."

He opened the door a crack, through which they could see three
men seated at a table. One wore the uniform of a Mexican officer,
the other was dressed in Mexican costume, while the third was
unquestionably an American, although they could only see his
back.

"I have carried out my part of the agreement," the American was
saying, "and now I want my money."

"How do we know you have?" asked the officer.

"Haven't I put Gen. Funston into your hands?"

"We are not sure it is Funston," said the other.

"Then bring him out and look at him. You know the general when
you see him, don't you?"

"I think so, although I've never seen him but once."

"Well, that is he, all right," declared the American.

Donald turned and looked at his companion. Then he chuckled.

The lieutenant said nothing, but stroked his whiskers which he
wore in exact imitation of his chief.

"Lucky for the general," he whispered, and Donald nodded his head
that he understood.

The two Mexicans exchanged a few words under their breath which
Donald could not hear and then the officer took from his breast
pocket a large wallet, from which he counted out ten bank notes.
They were yellow backs and Donald was not at all surprised when
the officer said:

"Here are ten one-thousand-dollar bills in Ameri