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"Carrajo! where is the captain to get the money when we reach El Paso more than here? He's neither a Jew nor a banker; and it's news to me if he's grown so rich. Where, then, is all the money to some from?" "Not from the Cabildo, unless the scalps are forthcoming; I'll warrant that." "True, Jose!
But there will be no seizure of this ship; understand that! Such an act would be an outrage to our flag; and, as you may see, we are both ready and willing to resist it! Also, you will please tell your captain that we demand an ample apology for his high- handed behaviour in daring to fire upon us." "Carrajo!
"Carrajo!" muttered the Ranchero, again seizing his prisoner's throat in his powerful fingers. "Do you want me to kill you?" Frank, nothing daunted by this rough treatment, struggled manfully, and tried hard to make a defiant reply, but could not utter a sound.
The barking of dogs announced his near approach to the principal entrance. Lights were still burning in the upper windows of the house and its offices. He was at once surrounded by the strange medley of a Californian ranchero's service, peons, Chinese, and vaqueros. Jeff briefly stated his business. "Ah, Carrajo!" This was a matter for the major-domo, or, better, the padrone Wilson!
"I see before me twenty thousand dollars," said Antoine, hastily coiling up his lasso as he approached. These words acted like a spur upon Archie's flagging spirits. He no longer thought of surrender: on the contrary, almost before he knew it, he found himself on his feet and going down the mountain like the wind. "Carrajo!" yelled the Ranchero, swinging his lasso around his head.
As he said this he doffed his sombrero, and, waving it gracefully, turned his horse and rode off. Roblado half drew his sword, and his loud "Carrajo!" along with the muttered imprecations of Don Ambrosio, reached the ears of the cibolero.
They played monte on their spread blankets, staking their tobacco. They cursed, and cried "Carrajo!" when they lost, and thanks to the "Santisima Virgin" when the cards were pulled out in their favour! Their language was a Spanish patois; their voices were sharp and disagreeable. At a short distance from these was the second group that attracted my attention.
Then suddenly there rang out, high, clear, and quite unmistakable, the sound of a trumpet; and it was blown at no very great distance away, either! Jim recognised it immediately; it was the alarm, and he felt that some crisis was at hand. "Carrajo!" exclaimed the man Lopes, turning a pale face to his confederate, "what does that mean? Run up above, man, quickly, and find out.
Don't you see it?" asked the lynx-eyed individual, whose interference in the combat had caused this sudden departure from the programme. "Look!" he continued; "just where the sun's gone down yonder. It's only a speck; but I can see it plain enough. It must be the light from a ship's binnacle!" "Carrajo!" exclaimed a Spaniard; "it's only a spark the sun's left behind him.
Villavicencio appeared to be sunk in thought for a few seconds, during which he ejaculated "Caramba!" and "Carrajo!" several times. The last item of information seemed to be both unexpected and unpleasant. Presently, however, he muttered to himself, "Well, I don't suppose it matters very much.
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