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A group of Mexicans stood about, jabbering. Among them was Ramon Ortego. Ramon listened and said nothing. Pedro Salazar was dead. No one knew who had killed him. And only that day he had become one of the police! It would go hard with the man who did this thing. There were many surmises. Pedro's brother had been killed by the gringo Waring down in the desert.
And I also demand that you surrender to me one Ramon Ortego, of Sonora, who aided this man to escape, and who is reported to have killed one of my men and stolen one of my horses." "He ought to make a darned good rural, if that's so," said the collector. "But he is under arrest for smuggling. He rode a horse across the line without declaring valuation."
Was Ramon Ortego to forget that? Mrs. Adams declined to take any money for Ramon's room. He worked for her husband, and it was at Ramon's own expense that he would make the journey in search for him. Instead she had Anita put up a lunch for Ramon. He thanked her and rode away, taking the western trail across the morning desert. Thirty miles beyond Stacey, he had news of Waring.
As Santiago, who had watched Rezanov from a distance with some curiosity, saw his sister's beautiful face emerge from the wall to disappear at once behind another rampart, he turned abruptly on his heel and could have wept as he thought of Pilar Ortego of Santa Barbara.
A young Mexican swung down and walked stiffly up to Dex. "Where is Señor Jim?" he queried, breathing hard. "Don' know, hombre. This his hoss?" "Si! It is Dex." 'Well, the hoss came in, recent, draggin' the reins." "Then you have seen him?" "Seen who? Who are you, anyway?" "Me, I am Ramon Ortego, of Sonora. The Señor Jim is my friend. I would find him."
Si!" exclaimed Armigo. "The señor is welcome." Waring dismounted. "Juan, I have two of your friends here; José Vaca and Ramon Ortego." Armigo seemed surprised. "José Vaca is wounded?" he queried hesitatingly. Waring nodded. "And the horses; they shall have feed, water, everything I myself " "Thanks. But I'll look after the horses, Juan. I'm taking Vaca and Ramon to Sonora.
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