"
"I see!" cried the boy, his eyes flashing.
"And so," continued the lieutenant, "I was thinking that you might
get some of the Black Bears and Wolves we had in Mexico to go down
there and look about. Where is little Jimmie? I like the boy."
"Fremont has about adopted him!" laughed Nestor. "I guess the boy
will have an easy life from this time on."
"And Fremont is now the acknowledged heir?"
"Oh, yes. Mr. Cameron is holding the property until he comes of age,
but is giving him the income, which is very large, to say nothing of
the mine."
"Mr. Cameron, of course, knew that Fremont was the heir?"
"Oh, yes, he knew, and he had statements from Mother Scanlon to
prove it. It was all clear for Fremont before the crime was
committed. A lucky boy!"
"Of course he appreciates your efforts in his behalf?"
"Does he? Why, he wants me to stop working and come and play
with him for the remainder of my life! Suppose I take him to
Panama if you really want me to go?"
"I certainly do, and for the reason given," was the reply.
"Get some of the Black Bears and Wolves together and organize
an excursion to the Canal Zone. You must not mix with me,
or the other secret service men down there, but you must keep
us posted as to what you discover."
"That will be a picnic," cried Nestor. "What is doing down there?"
"I don't know much about it myself," was the reply, "except that
it is a plot to stop the building of the canal. You'll find out
soon enough when you get down there.
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