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And Pablo Sanchez, do you know how long you were without work until with father's help I found a place for you? Francisco Gonzales, I helped you bury your mother and gave money to the priest that masses might be said for her soul. And you, Juan Arguello, and Francisco Montez I remember you all, and I am glad to see you. But I am sorry that you come to destroy my father's buildings.
"It is not an attractive road, after we leave the hacienda," explained Don Luis Montez to Tom. "It is a dusty road, and a somewhat hard one. The mining country is not a beautiful place in which to live." "It is at least more beautiful than the country in which our mine is located," Tom replied. "Are you gentlemen, then, mine owners as well as mine experts?" inquired their host.
"What do you mean?" demanded the Mexican. "You are very explicit. You are also extremely candid! You don't leave the other fellow guessing." Don Luis Montez frowned. He felt certain that fun was being poked at him. "I am trying to make you young men understand that you must do exactly what I wish of you," he returned, after a moment.
"Yes; in a mineral sense Mexico has truly a golden history," nodded Tom Reade, one of the engineers to whom Montez was speaking. "And a golden history in every sense," added Senor Montez, with a quick rush of patriotism. "Mexico is the finest country on earth.
"It is good enough ore," Montez replied, with a polite shrug of the shoulders. "Now, from the second tunnel that we entered, and where we also found a pile of loose ore, here is another sample. It is as rich as the first sample." "Certainly, Senor Tomaso." "But in this second tunnel I had a drilling made and a blast fired.
He certainly was brown, but his features were fine and good, and he had a distinguished and benevolent air that somehow made her think of an abbe, a French abbe of the last century. She could quite imagine him saying, "Enfant de St. Louis, montez au ciel!"
Don Luis gave another shrug of his shoulders. "You would be held incommunicado, Senor Reade, until the judges were ready to try you." "And that might be years off," Tom muttered. Don Luis beamed delightedly, while a thin smile curled on Dr. Tisco's lips. "You are beginning, senor, to get some grasp of Mexican law," laughed Montez.
"How should I know?" demanded Gato, shrugging his shoulders and spitting on the ground. "Why should I concern myself with the business that belongs to an hidalgo like Don Luis?" "It is queer that " "Silence!" hissed Gato. "Do not meddle with the secrets of Don Luis Montez, or you will be sorry for it."
The king was arraigned at this court upon the charge of treason, convicted, and condemned to die on the 21st of January, 1793. He was allowed to embrace for the last time his adored wife and children. At the scaffold he tried to speak a last word to his people. The drums were ordered to drown his voice, and an attendant priest uttered the words, "Fils de Saint Louis, montez au ciel!"
Instead the soldier now permitted the approaching object to roll into camp. It proved to be Don Luis's big touring car. In the tonneau sat the mine owner and Dr. Carlos Tisco. "What is this, Senor Reade?" cried Don Luis Montez, in pretended astonishment. "In trouble? Lieutenant, these gentlemen are friends of mine. May I ask you what this means?" Tom was not deceived by this by-play.
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