are leaving the trenches!" exclaimed Major Morris, who was
watching the progress of the battle through a field-glass. "Forward,
boys! They are on the run again!"

A rattle of rifle-shots followed, and the battalion carried the middle
of the embankment with a wild rush, planting Old Glory on the very top
a minute later. Then the regiment pushed on for San Isidro proper. A
hot skirmish was had on the main street of the town; but the Filipinos
had had enough of it, and by nightfall were making for the mountains
as rapidly as their demoralized condition would permit.

Senor Romano had told Ben where Benedicto Lupez and his brother Jose
had been stopping in San Isidro, and as soon as the young captain
could get the opportunity he hurried around to the place, which was a
large private boarding-house.

"There is a man here by the name of Lupez, I believe," he said, as he
presented himself, followed by a detachment of half a dozen of his
men.

The boarding-house keeper, who had just hung out a white flag, eyed
him suspiciously. "How do you know that Senor Lupez is here?" he
questioned slowly.

"I know it, and I want to see him at once," returned Ben, sharply.

"He is--is not here--he--he went away this morning," came with much
hesitation.

"Don't ye believe him, captain," put in Dan Casey, who was in the
detachment.

"I will search the house," said Ben, quietly.

The keeper of the boarding-place protested, but his protest was of no
avail. The house was searched from top to bottom, and in a back wing
they found Benedicto Lupez in bed, suffering from a badly injured leg,
the result of trying to ride a half-broken horse which the insurgents
had captured from the Americans. He greeted the visitors with a
villanous scowl.

At first he tried to deny his identity, but the Americans had been
furnished with his photograph, and a wart on his forehead proved a
clew that was conclusive. At once his effects were searched, and under
his pillow was found a leather bag containing fifty thousand dollars
in gold and in American bank bills.

"This is the money you stole from Braxton Bogg," said Ben, severely.
"You need not deny it. Where is the rest?"

At first Benedicto Lupez refused to talk, but with a long term in an
American prison in Manila staring him in the face, he confessed that
just previous to the fall of San Isidro, he had divided what was left
of the money with his brother Jose, who had now left for parts
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