But the storm took them, and buried
them in the waters of the bay. I heard the description of them. One was
a very tall man, thin and with very thick, red hair. The other was a
boy, but tall and strong for his age. He had gray eyes and brown hair.
Wretched infidel Texans they were, but they are gone and may the Holy
Virgin intercede for their souls."
He lifted his heavy lashes, and he and Obed White looked gravely into
the eyes of each other. They and Ned, too, understood perfectly.
"You were informed wrongly," said Obed. "The man who escaped was short
and fat, and he had yellow hair. The boy was very dark with black hair
and black eyes. But the statement that they were drowned in the bay is
correct."
"One might get five hundred good silver pesos for bringing in their
bodies."
"One might, but one won't, and you, amigo, are just concluding an
excellent bargain. You get this fine, unloaded musket, and we get the
food and the serapes for which we have so courteously asked. The entire
bargain will be completed inside of two minutes."
The blue eyes and the black eyes met again and the owner of each pair
understood.
"It is so," said the Mexican, evenly, and he brought what they wished.
"Good-day, amigo," said Obed politely.
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