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Updated: June 5, 2025
Cateras seemed to have regained his good humour, although the red welt across his face stood forth ugly in the flare. His thin lips smiled, and he bowed hat in hand, hatefully polite. "Go ahead with the light, Silva; not too fast, my man; the room beyond the señor's. Now, Merodez, release the girl." "Ah, so you can stand alone, señorita; that is well.
This the Mexican forced back, and an opening yawned in the side wall, the rays of the lantern revealing the interior of a black cave. Cateras stepped within. "Bring the woman," he commanded shortly, "and you, Merodez, see first to the light." Silva thrust her forward, his grip no light one, while the other struck a match and applied it to the wick of a lamp occupying a bracket beside the doorway.
With a spring forward the man had her in his grasp, all tiger now, the pretence at gentleness forgotten. He jerked her to her feet, with fingers clutching her neck mercilessly. "Here, Silva, Merodez," he cried, "come take this spitfire. Caramba! we'll teach her." Two men ran from between the huts and Cateras flung her, helpless from her choking, into their grasp.
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