It was as if he were a central pivot and their destinies revolved around
him. They had no idea what he would say next, and they hung on his words.
CHAPTER IX
WHEREIN UNCLE HENRY CHATTERS SOME MORE, THERE IS AN AUCTION, AND THINGS
LOOK BLACK INDEED
"And now for business," Lopez said. "And remember zat he what tells a lie
shall be right away shotted." In his excitement he lost the little English
he had.
"I only hope _he_ tells one!" Uncle Henry couldn't help saying, pointing to
Hardy.
"You wish him to be shot?" the bandit wanted to know.
"Absolutely!" Uncle Henry was quick to answer.
Angela was horrified. "You want him to kill my dad?"
"I should enjoy it tremendous," Uncle Henry kept right on, and all but
smacked his thin old lips.
Lopez was interested. "Why," he said slowly, wishing to get at the bottom
of things, "do you wish him to be shotted so tremendous?"
Uncle Henry had no hesitation in answering: "Because he come to skin us out
of this place, gol darn him!" And then, as if to save his skin, he pushed
his chair far into the alcove, and, from this vantage point, watched to see
what Hardy would do and say. He was aware that he had gotten him in a
devilish stew.
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