THE CONDOR 149
"You hear me tell um lazy man to much hurry," the Indian went on. "Me not know you sleep there, sar!"
"Oh, all right," Tom said, recollecting that he must keep up his disguise. "Maybe I was dreaming.
"Yes, sar," and the foreman hurried on, with a backward glance over his shoulder.
"Now was I dreaming or not?" thought Tom. "I'm going to have a look at that place though, where I saw Waddington's face. Or did I imagine it?"
He got a long pole and a powerful flash lamp, and when he had a chance, unobserved, he poked around in the vicinity where he had seen the face.
But there was only solid rock.
"It must have been a dream," Tom concluded. "I've been thinking too much about this business. I'll have to give up. I can't solve the mystery of the missing men."
The next day, much disappointed, he resumed his own character as explosive expert, and prepared for another blast. The net result of his watch was that he became suspicious of Serato, and so informed the Titus Brothers.
"Oh, but you're mistaken," said Job. "We have had him for years, on other contracts in Peru, and we trust him."
