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12. The Evil Eye
Completely at sea as a result of the unexpected revelation of the shoe-prints we had found
in the Museum, and with suspicions now thoroughly aroused against Lockwood, I
accompanied Kennedy to keep our appointment with the Senorita at the Prince Edward
We were purposely a bit early, in order to meet Inez, so that she would not have to be
alone with the Senora, and we sat down in the lobby in a little angle from which we could
look into the tea room.
We had not been sitting there very long when Kennedy called my attention to Whitney,
who had just come in. Almost at the same time he caught sight of us, and walked over.
"I've been thinking a good deal of your visit to me just now," he began, seating himself
beside us. "Perhaps I should not have said what I did about your friend Norton. But I
couldn't help it. I guess you know something about that dagger he lost, don't you?"
"I have heard of the 'great fish' and the 'little fish' and the 'curse of Mansiche,'" replied
Kennedy, "if that is what you mean. Somehow the Inca dagger seems to have been mixed
up with them."
"Yes--with the peje grande, I believe," went on Whitney.
Beneath his exterior of studied calm I could see that he was very much excited. If I had
not already noted a peculiar physical condition in him, I might have thought he had
stopped in the cafe with some friends too long. But his eyes were not those of a man who
has had too much to drink.
Just then Senorita Mendoza entered, and Kennedy rose and went forward to greet her.
She saw Whitney, and flashed an inquiring glance at us.
"We were waiting for Senorita Mendoza," explained Kennedy to both Whitney and her,
"when Mr. Whitney happened along. I don't see Senora de Moche in the tea room.
Perhaps we may as well sit out here in the corridor until she comes."
It was evidently his desire to see how Whitney and Inez would act, for this was the first
time we had ever seen them together.
"We were talking of the treasure," resumed Whitney, omitting to mention the dagger.
"Kennedy, we are not the only ones who have sought the peje grande, or rather are
seeking it. But we are, I believe, the only ones who are seeking it in the right place, and,"
he added, leaning over confidentially, "your father, Senorita, was the only one who could