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Come, it is close to the hour for the meal. You shall meet and talk with my Gringos. You will then be able to judge whether I shall be able to tame them." A rare host at table was Don Luis Montez. He possessed the manner, even if not the soul, of a great nobleman. His daughter, Francesca, reputed to be a beauty, did not appear at table. So far the young engineers had not met her.
"On the contrary, we may help Montez sell out to the American visitors." Harry gasped. "Tom Reade, are you going crazy?" "Not that I've noticed." "Then what are you talking about?" "Harry, I'm tired, and I think you are." "I'm sick and tired with disgust that Don Luis should think he could use us to bait his money-traps with," Hazelton retorted. "Let's turn in and get a good night's rest."
Is he playing on my nerves at this moment?" But Montez, with an appearance of being wholly interested in Tom Reade, went outside with him. Harry placed campstools for the callers, while the young engineers threw themselves upon the ground. Don Luis Montez, as usual, was to do the talking, while Dr.
Slowly the car started clown the drive. "Oh, Don Luis!" called Mr. Hippen, running to the corner of the porch. "Stop!" said Montez to his chauffeur. "Mr. Haynes is signaling you," continued Mr. Hippen. "I think he wants to say something to you." Don Luis turned, and beheld the president and the general manager of the A.G.& N.M. Railroad hastening toward the gate.
Haynes, as he joined Don Luis and the young engineers on the porch. Something in the changed atmosphere of the place made Don Luis Montez feel decidedly uneasy. The Americans responded quickly to Mr. Ellsworth's rounding up. Each of them, as he came forward, looked unusually grave. Mr. Haynes waited until he saw all of his associates around him.
The name suggests dark eyes and abundant hair, lithe limbs and a sinuous body, with twining hands and great eyes that gleam with a sort of ebon splendor. One thinks of Spanish beauty as one hears the name; and in truth Lola Montez justified the mental picture.
Here she made a conquest of a young Life Guardsman, called Heald, who had recently succeeded to an estate worth £5000 a year; and with him she spent a few years, made wretched by continual quarrels, in one of which she stabbed him. When he was "found drowned" at Lisbon she drifted to Paris, and later to the United States, which she toured with a drama entitled "Lola Montez in Bavaria."
Harry wondered. "He's stringing Don Luis, of course, but to what end?" Montez stood at the door of his office, indicating that the young engineers pass in ahead of him. The instant they had done so Montez turned to his secretary, whispering: "Send my daughter here." Dr. Tisco vanished, though he soon reappeared and entered the office.
It was the fore-mast that fell over the side; in about a quarter of an hour an awful mandate from above was re-echoed from all parts of the ship; Pouvores Anglais! Pouvores Anglais! Montez bien vite nous sommes tous perdus! "poor Englishmen! poor Englishmen! come on deck as fast as you can, we are all lost!" Every one rather flew than climbed.
"So am I. But what I want to do is to find out who is marked out for the victim of this gigantic swindle. I want to put the victim wise. I'd be wild if I failed to find Don Luis's intended dupe and tell him just what he's in for." "Do you imagine that Montez will ever allow us to get face to face with the man who's to be fleeced?" "He won't do it intentionally, Harry.
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