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"Ah," said Don Jose, visibly affected. "Good Roberto, come hither, child, you may kiss my hand." "If! it's all the same to you, Don Kosay, THAT kin slide." "Ah, if yes," said Don Jose, meditatively putting his hand to his forehead, "miserable that I am! I remembered not you were Americano. Pardon, my friend embrace me Conpanero y Amigo."
"Look yer, Don Kosay," he began in a brusque but guarded voice, "you and me is pards. When ye picked me and the mare up and set us on our legs again in this yer ranch, I allowed I'd tie to ye whenever you was in trouble and wanted me. And I reckon that's what's the matter now.
"They kin say what they like, Don Kosay, but YOUR head is level," returned the unabashed American, grasping Don Jose's hand. "All right, then. Hasta manana, as your folks say." "Hasta manana," repeated Don Jose gravely.
"An ordinary six-shooter of Colt's would lay over that," said Roberto grimly "but that ain't your game just now, Don Kosay. You must get up and get, and at once. You must vamose the ranch afore they lay hold of you and have you up before the alcalde. Once away from here, they daren't follow you where there's 'Merikin law, and when you kin fight 'em in the square."
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