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He had been in THEIR hands, oh! many months. He did what THEY would, so long as they paid him in coca-leaf to chew, a little cocaine when the leaves ran out, and enough food to live by. THEY could get coca-leaf but the Lizard could get it from no other. Nothing mattered but the leaves and Dicco el Cojeante.

And under his soft, dog's eyes Pépe for the first time showed white, smiling teeth. "Amigo de grillos," said Dick, in the voice which Pépe knew so well, but had never before heard unsteady, "she has not slept an hour since I thought her mind astray." Then Pépe, fumbling at an inner pocket, spoke swiftly what wisdom was in him. "Dicco must get gaiters, rough trousers, and a hat.

"It is the leaves," he said. "They are not evil like the drugs of shops and cities. If she flag and is without strength by the way, let her chew a little, whilst you fill her mind with other thoughts. Then will she endure till Dicco wins." Dick turned to Mrs. Brundage, and, to her relief, spoke at last in English. "Madam," he said, "the Marquis and his myrmidons must be hoodwinked.

So Pépe el Lagarto sunned himself in the window, and listened. And he heard Melchardo put the whole cuadrilla de morfinistas under orders to draw a net around the man who had fled with the precious powder of the new drug and the girl who knew too much. "For I tell you, Señor Dicco," he said, "that it is the web of a spider.

But the Señorita must be waked at once and take the road with Dicco, moving towards the best, or weakest, bars of the cage; for, though the net was spread, the great spider himself was not yet amove down its spokes and round the felloe. "Come soon," said Pépe, "and I will set you in the best way, and then back to send the Spider on the worst."

It is over there at 'The Coach and Horses. You must take us across the moor, I will creep in and get the car, while you keep the lady hidden. I will drive out, and " "It is too late, Dicco. For while Melchardo talked and made commands, there was a sound from above of the breaking of wood and blows of a hammer, and the screaming of the woman was hushed.

He made a movement with his hand, and added: "I remembered the days when I and Dicco threw the knife." He had gone back, he shamelessly continued, to learn how the land lay; for, should they be all dead, as he almost expected, for Pépe there would be pickings. To find Dicco el Cojeante again, time was plenty, for la señorita con el pelo rojo must set the pace.