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"See, señores, the land lies so...." Hilario Trinfan’s crooked body pulled together in a lopsided perch as he squatted range fashion beside the morning campfire. He had smoothed a space of ground the width of his two hands and was setting out twigs and stones to create a miniature relief map of the countryside. "Here is the water hole to which the Pinto comes.
"Perhaps now, no. But time changes and chance changes, señor. So remember Luis Oliveri will give a fortune—and this is the truth, señor!" "Hunt!" Drew was forced to halt as Johnny Shannon stood straight ahead of him in the stable entrance. "Teodoro Trinfan’s come in with some news you oughta hear." "So? Well. I’m coming. Coronel, Johnny can show you the stock we have ready.
"No, just prejudiced and ridden by envy until he’s not able to think straight any more. But he’ll track you and follow quick enough!" "He sure will. All right ... we ride." They did, Drew depending on the younger Trinfan’s guidance.
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