"It looks to me," remarked Adrian with a long breath, "as though we were in the consomme." "Perhaps," was Donald's laconic reply, "but those women and children will be safe in Vera Cruz under the guns of Admiral Fletcher's fleet by daylight, or I'm greatly mistaken." "And what are we going to do with our friend the captain?" queried Billie. "He'll have to accept our hospitality under the stars until morning and then we'll see." In telling about his experiences later Billie said it was the longest and the shortest night he ever knew. It seemed a long time for daylight, but it seemed a short time for the train which was bearing his countrymen to safety. When day finally began to break, the first thing that became visible was the snow-tipped peak of Mt. Orizaba, against which the sun threw his brilliant rays long before he could be seen above the horizon. It was a beautiful sight and the boys voiced their admiration with many exclamations of delight. Then they turned their attention to the more serious thoughts for the day. The first thing they did was to release the lieutenant from his unpleasant predicament and restore to him his uniform. "We should like to return you your arms also," said Donald, "but your government took ours from us and I think we shall have to keep yours in their place." Neither of the officers made any reply, but their dark looks boded no good for the boys. "You might just as well look pleasant," laughed Billie. "All is fair in love and war." "We'll make you sing a different song when we get you in Vera Cruz," said the captain. "And when do you think that will be, Captain?" queried Adrian. "As soon as the next train comes along." "Oh, that's it, is it?" said Donald. "That being the case, I guess we will not wait for another train. By the way, how far is it to Vera Cruz?" "About a hundred kilometers." "That's about eighty-four miles, isn't it, Ad?" "Just about." "And it's down hill pretty much all the way, isn't it?" "I should say so by looking down the valley." "A right nice little walk, Captain. Let's be going. We ought to make it easily in four days." At this cordial invitation the captain lost his temper. "Carramba!" he exclaimed. "Am I a boy to be made sport of? I will not go. If you wish me to go you will have to carry me," and he deliberately laid himself down on the ground. In spite of themselves the boys were obliged to laugh. "We carried the lieutenant last night, but we don't desire your company badly enough to carry you," laughed Billie. "If you don't want to go, I for one vote to leave you. We have to forage for something to eat and the fewer there are, the easier it will be. And speaking of eats, it seems to me I smell something cooking right now." At Billie's words the others sniffed up their noses. "It's a fact as sure as you're born," declared Donald. "And I'm going to find out where the odor comes from," said Billie. "There must be a house around here somewhere."