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Don't say a word" warnod Bud,
springing to the tent door to intercept
him, cor you'll put us out Of business!
1t is nothing" he continued in Spanish
as Mendez came out of his house, "but
put Don Felipe's horse in the corral
when he is COOL"
Isl, senor-with great pleasure!'
smirked Mendez, running to get the
horse, and after he had departed Bud
turned back and shook his head.
I'VE can't afford to quarrel with Mr..
Mendez," he said; because If Aragon
ever gets hold Of him we're ditched.
Jest let everything run on like we'd
overlooked something until the sixty
days are up-theN, II we get away
with 1t, we'll locate the mine our
selves"
Yes; but how"
"Well, they's two ways" returned
Bud; either hunt up another Mexican
citizen or turn Mexican ourselves"
Turn. Mexican!" shrilled Phil, and
then he broke down and laughed.
well, you're a great one, Bud" he
chortled; you sure are!"
Il come down here to get this mine,"
said Bud laconically.
Eyes, but you're a Texan-or was
one!"
THAT makes no difference" an
swered Bud stoutly. 1.-THE hot weather
Is coming on-revolution Is likely to
begin any time-and. there amt a sin
gle Mexican we can trust. Jest one
more break now and we lose out-now
how about it,"
Who's going to turn Mexican?"
questioned De Lancey, you or me-"
"Well-I will, then!"
mo, you won't, either!" cried Phil,
forgetting his canny shrewdness. I'LL
do it myself! I'm half Mexican al
ready, I've been eating chilli so long!'
Now here" began Bud, listen to
me. I've been thinking this over all
day and you jest heard about it. The
man that turns Mexican Is likely to
get mixed up with the authorities and
have to skip the country, but the other
Teller is in the other way-he's got to
stay with the works till hell freezes
over. 10
Now you're an engineer and you
know how to open up a mine-l don't
So, II you say so, I'll take out the pa
pers and you hold the mine-or If you
want to you ear turn Mex"
We'll" said De Lancey, his voice
suddenly becoming soft and pensive,
II might as well tell you, Bed .hat
I'm thinking of settling in this coun.
try, anyway. OF course, I don't look
at Aragon the way you dol think
you are prejudiced and misjudge him
but ever since I've known Gracia
I've" ,... .
"Gracia!" repeated Bud; and then.
stirred by some great and u~nreasoning
anger, he rose up and threw down his
hat pettishly. I'D think, Phil" he
muttered, you'd be satisfied with all
the other girls in the world without"
Now here!" shouted Phil, rising az
u~nreasoningly to his feet, don't you
say another word against that girl, or
I'll" ~.
Shut your mouth, you little
shrimp" beloved Bud, wheeling upon
him me~nacingly. You seem to think
you're the only man in the world
that" .
"Oh, slush, Bud!" cried Phil in dis
gust, you don't mean to tell me you're
in love with Gracia tool"
"Who-me?" demanded Hooker, his
face suddenly becoming fixed and
masklike; and then he laughed hoarse-
ly in derision and sank down on the
bed.
Certainly, of the two Of them, he
was the more surprised at his sudden
outbreak of passion; and yet when the
words were spoken he was quick to
know that they were true.
CTo BE coNTINUED.) "