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Pedro, who came back at that very moment, took the money from Pell, and watched his master closely for further instructions as to what to do. Lopez nodded toward Smith. "For 'im," he said. "For me?" cried Uncle Henry, joyfully. "I must make my frand 'appy," the bandit said. Pedro gave the money to Uncle Henry. The latter grabbed it as a child might have grabbed a cooky. Lopez turned to Pell.
In Mexico, ze soldiers would take all ze money and give ze people a bonus ... per'aps." He puffed his cigarette. "I am done wiz you." He turned abruptly to Lucia. "Now I shall come to you." She started. "You love my frand, Señor Jones?" Gilbert intervened. He could not stand this. "I don't know what you're getting at," he said to Lopez, "nor how you're going to get it.
He tossed away his cigarette. Gilbert offered him another of his own. "No, gratias; zat's for peon. Zese from ze swell hotel National an Torreon zay are good. I steal zem myself," pulling out his case and lighting another. He pushed his chair so that he could see young Jones better. "Well, old frand, how you feel zis long time? Eh?" "I?" said Gilbert.
Two horses could be seen through the door. The men were bringing them up to their leader. "We should take our time is no hurry." He took his big sombrero from the peg where he had put it long ago, and turned to Gilbert. "Well, I go now. Adios, my frand." "Wait a minute," the other tried to detain him. "You've killed him. You wouldn't go and leave things this way, would you?"
Lopez faced Hardy, across the table. "Señor Loan Fish," he said, "if my frand, 'e pay you ze money, zen ze rancho belong to him?" "If he pays me before eight o'clock," the other replied promptly. "Señor Wall Street," the bandit now addressed Pell, "you 'ave ten sousand dollar. I want it." Pell was amazed. "But I " Lopez snapped his fingers.
But fear no more," he assured her. "For I, your frand, shall make you also 'appy." He put his arm around her. She was fearful of his plans. "What are you going to do?" she cried. Lopez laughed. "Wait and see. Life shall be yours. And love! Planty money! All what your 'eart desire. Now go...." Pedro started to show them out the door. Gilbert, seeing the movement, said: "But I don't understand ..."
"I shall call you soon," Lopez said. "Zen you shall see. Now go." He got between them, and affectionately directed them to the door. Gilbert turned to him. "You aren't going to ..." The bandit smiled. "Do not worry. I shall do no 'arm. Only good. Please go, my frand." Lucia and Gilbert, deeply puzzled, obeyed, and followed Pedro into the open air. What did this portend?
"Ah! it ees so good to see you, my frand!" Gilbert was still mystified. "Yes," he said, "but I don't understand how you, a peon, became the Pancho Lopez so soon." "Ah! it ees so easy!" laughed the bandit. "Easy!" Gilbert repeated. "Si. My frand" his hand went to Gilbert's shoulder "ees great opportunity, ees revolution, for make speed.
I take ze money to lawyer what are frand for me. 'E go to ze judge what 'ave come 'ome planty dronk. 'E tell ze judge you send 'im for pay ze moggidge. Judge say sure, and 'and 'im recipe. Ees all right." And the bandit, convinced of his logic, strutted to the fireplace, and threw his cigarette away. "But I must pay him back," Gilbert wanted to make it clear. "I 'ave planty money.
Pell in his rage cried out. "But I'm going to, the first min " "Good!" smiled Lopez. Pell was puzzled, "What do you mean ... good?" Lopez did not answer him; instead, he addressed Lucia: "Señora, your 'usband 'e is bad frand for you. 'E beat you, sometimes?" Lucia was startled. "Why do you think that?" she asked. "I 'ave known ladies what are beaten. It is in ze eyes ... as in dogs and 'orses."
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