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"If they are all like him, then Gato should turn bandit," laughed young Reade. "It is not unlikely that he will do so," sighed Tisco, with a slight shrug of his shoulders. "In Mexico, when a defeated man seeks blood revenge it is no uncommon thing for him to turn bandit until he has accomplished his hope of a terrible revenge.
"Do you mean to tell me," demanded Tom, astonished, "that you could go openly and safely to Gato?" "Assuredly," declared Nicolas, composedly. "Gato would not harm me. I am one of his own people, a Mexican, and have not the courage to fight. So he would only disgrace himself in the eyes of his countrymen if he tried to do me harm." "Is that the truth?" Reade persisted. "Certainly, Senor Reade.
Don Luis, I shall have to crave your indulgence to the extent of discharging this fellow and securing another manager who is less of a wild beast and more of a man." "Oh, but I cannot let Pedro Gato go," protested Don Luis, quickly. "He is too old an employ, too valuable a man. No other could manage my peons as he does." "Let me go!" begged Gato, harshly.
"If Pedro Gato gives you any orders," Tom suggested, briskly, "you will ignore them. Pedro Gato is no longer connected with the mine." "Not connected?" gasped the foreman, who plainly doubted his ears. "No," broke in Don Luis. "You will take no more orders from Gato. These caballeros are the engineers, and they are in charge. You heard the order of Senor Reade.
"We shall know how to enter and find your friends. Everyone sleeps there. It will be the safer way." "It does not suit me," retorted Gato, sullenly. "But why not?" "Am I not paying you?" "Yes." "Then take my orders and do not ask questions." At this there were sounds of dissatisfaction from all four of these bad men. "For one thing," Gato explained, "Don Luis would not like it.
This day our boat came on board from Gato. The 24th February, we took in 298 serons or bags of pepper, and 4 elephants teeth. The 26th we put the rest of our goods on board the caravel, in which Mr Hassald went up to Gato. The 5th March the caravel came again, bringing 21 serons of pepper and 4 elephants teeth.
It was a form of telegraphy that was not wasted on the departing mine manager, either, for it told him that Don Luis had some excellent reason for thus quickly falling in with the wishes of the new American chief engineer. With a grateful smile at Don Luis, then with a scowl of unutterable hatred flung in Tom Reade's direction, Pedro Gato next turned on his heel and strode up the path.
From the outset he had been badly scared, though he had been truthful in assuring Tom Reade that a bandit would hardly hurt a poor peon. When Nicolas at last reached the young engineers he delivered the message that Pedro Gato had regarded the whole matter as insolence, and had been very angry. "Gato added," continued Nicolas, "that he would shoot at you when and where he pleased.
How long would it have taken Gato to find his men and bring them down upon us three or four guns against one?" "But did you see his other men at any time in the night?" "No," Tom admitted. "Senor, you have made a grave mistake in arresting and holding the man, Gato. You had no right to do so." "Why, in our own country," Tom protested, "any one may arrest a man who is committing a crime.
'Gato piquante' they call it, which means savory cat. I've never tasted it, but I know those who have, and they say that it makes the finest kind of stew." "Why not?" commented Drew, with a grin. "Catfish is good. So is catsup. Why not cat stew?" "I think you men are just horrid!" exclaimed Ruth. "Taking away poor Wah Lee's character like this behind his back."
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