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Of the patron," he added rather sorrowfully, "I do not speak, for truly he is in his dotage and therefore not to be judged too harshly. But you, Valencia you should think twice before you choose a gringo for your friend; a gringo who speaks fair to the father that he may cover his love-making to the daughter, who is easily fooled, like all younglings.
"Cut out the thrills and the mock-comedy, Gato, and tell us what else you want us to do," Tom urged, stiffly. "Oho! My Gringo wild-cat is much tamer, isn't he?" sneered Gato. "But he shall be tamer still before the night is over. Now are you listening?" Harry made no sign, but Tom shrugged his shoulders. "Keep your noses pointed the same way. March!" commanded Gato.
Plainly the redskin was delighted with the proposition, and Frank saw this was the only way out of the trap. "Select the weapons, Del Norte," he said. "I accept Red Ben as the referee. It's plain he believes in fair play." The Mexican realized there was no method of avoiding the encounter, so he cried: "It shall be knives, and I'll drive mine through your heart, cur of a gringo!
It was slow music when Ignacio Chavez spoke, all liquid sounds and tender cadences. When he had cursed the weeds it was like love-making. A d in his mouth became a softened th; from the lips of such as the bell-ringer of San Juan the snapping Gringo oath comes metamorphosed into a gentle "Gah-tham!"
"Much good fight!" muttered Red Ben. "I'll get you yet, gringo!" panted the Mexican. "I have sworn to leave you dead, with my knife in your heart. Then the beautiful Señorita Inza will be mine all mine! With you dead and gone, I'll have your mine and your sweetheart." In this manner he sought to infuriate Frank and lead him to some act of rashness.
But Rivera took no notice. He despised prize fighting. It was the hated game of the hated Gringo. He had taken up with it, as a chopping block for others in the training quarters, solely because he was starving. The fact that he was marvelously made for it had meant nothing. He hated it. Not until he had come in to the Junta, had he fought for money, and he had found the money easy.
He taught Gringo not to "jump up"; he found out what was the matter with the Gold of Ophir cutting; he discovered and took her to see just the shade of hangings she had long sought for the blue room.
“My friend,” he said, “you may not know it, but I am your brother in the blood of Christ. Do I not then deserve better of you than a gringo who is trying to take this country away from the Mexican people?” “Yes,” the old man answered quietly, “I know you are a penitente, and I know why. Do you think that I am a fool like these pelados that herd my sheep?
"In this land as well as some others possession is ten points of the law." "The words you speak are Spanish but your tone is Gringo." "Gringo or Spanish, it does not change the beauty and value of the musket." "I was in Vera Cruz this morning. Last night there was a storm and the great guns at the mighty Castle of San Juan de Ulua were firing." "Did they fire the guns to celebrate the storm?"
Since the gringo had returned from Cuivaca with the loot of the bank and turned the last penny of it over to him the outlaw had looked upon his new captain as something just short of superhuman.
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