Don't ask so many questions."
Twice within a few moments the boys heard some one approaching them,
coming down the mountain side at a great pace, and twice they saw a
man hasten by the place where they had hastily secreted themselves
and confer with the party below.
"Spies! Messengers! Japs!" commented Shaw. "I heard that jargon
in a Jap restaurant in New York. What about it?"
"You are as full of the Yellow Peril scare, to-night, as the
sensational newspapers," replied Nestor, as they moved on up
the mountain side. "We are not looking for trouble with the
Japs, but we can take care of ourselves if it ever comes."
After a time the boys paused on a ledge of rock and looked over
the moonlit space about them, Nestor expectantly, Frank with
apprehension. The party with the unwilling guide was now far
below them, and during the last few moments they had walked
boldly, Nestor watching for a signal which he now thought he saw.
While they stood there a light flashed for an instant in a
little gully off to the right, and Nestor replied with a
bird-call which was so natural that Shaw gave a little start
and looked about for the bird. There was another flash of light,
and then five men made their appearance. There was a further
exchange of signals, and then the newcomers advanced to where the boys stood.
"You are Ned Nestor?" the leader of the party asked.
"And you are Lieutenant Gordon?"
"The same," replied the other, grasping Nestor by the hand.
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