As
the Tartar approached the fort at the harbor entrance, Lieutenant
Walling looked through the glass at several flags flying from a high
pole.
"Something wrong here," he announced.
"What do you mean?" asked Jack.
"Some prisoner, or prisoners, have escaped," was the answer. "'The
signal indicates that. We'll soon find out."
A curious idea came into Jack's head.
CHAPTER XXX
SENOR RALCANTO
Sea Horse Island was not attractive. There was no coral enclosed
harbor, filled with limpid blue water--though the sea off shore was
blue enough, for that matter. There were a few waving palms, and a
hill or two midland. But that was all. The principal building was
the political prison, and the barracks, or quarters of the commanding
officer and his aides. In fact, Sea Horse Island was as little
beautiful as its name. But the eyes of Inez glowed when she saw it,
for once it had been home to her.
"And now to see my father!" cried the Spanish girl, when preparations
were made for going ashore. "Zey can hardly keep me from seeing him,
can zey?" she asked Mr. Robinson and Lieutenant Walling.
"I think not, my dear," said the former. "And if I am any judge of
the worth of evidence, they can't refuse to let him go, after we show
our documents, though it may take a little time."
"Matters may not be all easy sailing now," suggested the British
officer.
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