"Now, look here, Oncle Hennery: my frand 'ave
borrow money which 'e 'ave lost? Is zat true?"
"Yes, sir," answered Uncle Henry promptly, and happy to have been addressed
so familiarly by the bandit. He felt that his triumph was now complete.
"'E cannot be happy until 'e pay you back."
"No, sir," sitting up straight in his chair.
"I shall give you ten sousand dollar," was the bandit's surprising remark.
Uncle Henry thought he could not have heard aright. "Ten thousand--! Yes,
but where are you going to get it?" he inquired, a bit dazed.
"Do not ask me." He caught sight of "Red." "Ze next is you." He appraised
him rapidly, and then said to Gilbert, "'E is frand for you, no?"
"He certainly is," answered young Jones promptly. "About the best I ever
had." He wasn't going to see anything happen to the faithful "Red." He'd
have protected him with his own life.
Lopez liked this, "You love zat girl?" he said to the foreman, meaning, of
course, Angela.
"What?" the latter cried out.
"Well, I don't go around advertising the fact," "Red" told Lopez, a bit
mortified that his heart affairs should be thus openly discussed.
"Ze girl zat spoiled my dinner," the bandit laughed.
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