“I will go tomorrow.”
“No. You must come now, because what she has to say is very important,” shouted the youngster.
“Well, I can’t go now.”
The youngster protested, and Cæsar continued on his way. “Limpy” and “Uncle Chinaman” followed him. Cæsar was walking in the middle of the highway, when, about half way home, a man on the run passed him. No doubt he was going to give some signal.
“Limpy” and “Chinaman” shouted over and over:
“Don Cæsar! Don Cæsar!”
Cæsar halted, and “Chinaman” and “Limpy” ran up to him.
“What’s going on?” asked Cæsar.
“They are lying in wait for you,” said “Limpy.” “Didn’t you see a man go past running?”
“Yes.”