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"A map of your possessions only, Don Luis?" asked Dr. Tisco. "A map of my possessions, of course," agreed Don Luis. The map was brought, a large one, and spread on the table. "Now, perhaps," suggested Tom, "the tract I am about to mark off on this map is a larger one than Don Luis had intended to include in the sale, but let us see what Don Luis will have to say."

So I am very certain you will understand that it would be a breach of honor for us to sign this document." "Ah! He is clever and now the real trouble must begin!" Dr. Tisco told himself. "These engineers are not easily duped, but in Don Luis's hands they will destroy themselves!" Don Luis Montez laid down the pen. Outwardly he was as amiable as ever; certainly he was all smiles.

"If they are difficult to manage these two young Gringos then they will quickly disappear, and other Gringos shall come until I find those that will serve me and be grateful for their rewards." "I wish you good fortune with your great schemes, Don Luis," sighed young Dr. Tisco. "Carlos, you have not eaten for hours. You are so famished that the whole world is colored blue before your eyes.

"Drive down to the gate and await the gentlemen there," was Don Luis's next order. Mr. Hippen, too, started down the roadway, seeing which Dr. Tisco reached his side and went with him. There was a general meeting of the different parties at the gate. "I signaled you, Don Luis, to inquire if Ellsworth and myself might go on your drive with you?" explained Mr. Haynes.

I will do it now, in fact." Crossing the room, Don Luis rang and called for the mine. "Our young engineers are very sharp especially Senor Reade," murmured Dr. Tisco to himself, while the telephone conversation was going on in Spanish. "Yet I wonder if our young engineer does not half suspect that Don Luis has no man at the other end of the wire?" Tom did not suspect the telephone trick.

If you are disinclined to furnish us with transportation to the railway, then we can travel there on foot." "Do you hear the Gringo, my good Carlos?" laughed Don Luis, derisively. "I hear the fellow," indifferently replied Dr. Tisco, from the other end of the room. "Will you furnish us with transportation from here?" Tom inquired.

Tisco walking slowly at one end of the garden, seemingly engaged in earnest conversation. At the farther end of the garden from them, Francesca walked by herself, seeming outwardly composed. "It seems strange, doesn't it," asked Harry, "that such a fine girl can possibly be Don Luis's daughter?" "She inherits her mother's purity and goodness, doubtless," Tom replied.

Tisco appeared, immaculate in white. He bowed low and courteously to the guests. "I trust, caballeros, that you have enjoyed perfect rest." "Yes," answered Harry. "And now we're fidgeting to get at work. But, of course, we can't start for the mine until Don Luis gives us the word, and we are at his pleasure." "It is nearly time for Don Luis to appear," said Tisco gravely.

Tom winced a bit, as he made up some tables of alleged output of the mine supposed to have come under his own observation and Harry's. But he wrote it all down with lead pencil and afterwards copied it on the machine. At the end of three hours the report was finished. Tom read it all over slowly to Don Luis. As Tom laid down each page Dr. Tisco picked it up to scan it.

Tisco around?" asked Harry, of the servant. "The learned doctor must be dressing by this time, caballero," replied the servant respectfully. "Hm!" mused Harry. "Can it be that the people in Bonista do their work at night?" "Oh, I'll wager the poor peons at the mine have been at work for some time," Tom smiled. "Anyway, I'm glad we haven't kept everyone else waiting." At half-past ten o'clock Dr.