"It is in her eyes--and yours," the Mexican stated. "I shall miss her. She
is very beautiful. However, what is one woman between frands?" He laughed a
bitter laugh. "You shall have her."
Uncle Henry cried out: "But he can't have her. She's married."
"Ees too bad," said Lopez, nonchalantly. "But nozzing to get excite about."
"Nozzing to get excite about!" mimicked Uncle Henry.
"No. But ees more to be did zan I 'ave sought. But I 'ave promise I shall
make you a 'appy man, my frand," again to Gilbert. "_Bueno!_ I keep zat
promise. You have gave me your word zat you will not interfere. Is it not
so?"
"Yes, but I--" Gilbert hardly knew what to say.
"It is for you to keep zat word as I keep mine," Lopez said. Then, to Uncle
Henry he went on, "I shall start wiz you. Now, Pedro!"
"_Si_," answered the faithful minion of the bandit, stepping forward.
"Remember," his master commanded. "Shoot ze first one which interrup'."
"_Si_," said Pedro again, and grinned broadly and pleasantly. If there was
one thing he liked, it was the possibility of trouble with prisoners. He
knew how to bring them to terms. He had been doing it for years.
Lopez got down to business.
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