Makes little difference to
me. Wherever I am, whatever happens, I'm confident. And I'm a man of
prayer."
"I'm sure sorry about your friend Montezuma," said Zip sympathetically.
"What do you mean?"
"Why, these ships must be the same five that attacked him. They
couldn't have found you without getting the information from Vly. So
it's a good guess that they destroyed his base the way they did yours."
"Nothing of the sort!" said St. George heatedly. "I told you that those
ships were defeated and their crew sent back to wherever they came from
with their tail between their legs!"
"But this story about the 'greegles'-" contributed Joe.
"The greegles sliced those ships up like salami!" insisted St. George.
"These ships we're on are a different lot! And besides, Monty would
never have told anybody how to find me-not by force or threat, anyway!"
"We're sorry, George," apologized Zip. "I didn't mean to upset you or
cast any doubt on Montezuma Vly. You're right-he's not the type to give
in to any threat. I must be mistaken."
"You're forgiven," said St. George. He went off to see how his men were
doing.
"Zip!" whispered Joe urgently. "You don't really believe that story
about the 'greegles.' These have to be the same ships!"
"I think it's more important not to upset George.
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