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Updated: June 25, 2025
After dinner that evening Jondo and Bill Banney hurried away for a business conference with Felix Narveo. Rex and Beverly also disappeared and I was alone.
"Oh, there was Felix Narveo and Father Josef and Little Blue Flower" A shadow flitted across my cousin's face for a moment, leaving it sunny as ever again. "And there was that black-eyed Marcos boy everywhere, and Ferdinand Ramero whom we were warned to step wide of," I went on. "Oh, that tall thin man with blue-glass eyes that cut your fingers when he looked at you.
"You will find him a prince of merchants, a sound, unprejudiced business man. His name is Felix Narveo," the American interpreter added. The two men shook hands, greeting each other in the Spanish tongue. This Felix Narveo was well dressed and well groomed, but I recognized him at once as the Mexican of Fort Leavenworth and Independence and Council Grove.
"Uncle Esmond has sold everything to that Mexican merchant, Felix Narveo, and we are going to start home just as soon as he can find that little girl." "Oh, we've found her! We've found her!" Beverly burst out. But Mat hushed him at once. "Don't yell it to the sides, Beverly Clarenden. Now listen!" Mat dropped her voice almost to a whisper.
He learned it through Felix Narveo, and Felix got it from the Mexicans themselves, that Fred Ramer had plotted with them to put his father out of the way I said he was desperately in need of money and to lay the crime on Theron St. Vrain, by whose disgrace the life of Mary Marchland would be blighted, and Fred would have his revenge and his father's money.
"I am no traitor to my flag, since my full commerical purpose was known and sanctioned by the military authority at Fort Leavenworth before I left there. I brought no aid to my country's enemy because my full cargo was bargained for by your merchant, Felix Narveo, before the declaration of war was made. I merely acted as his agent bringing his own to him.
What I saw was a swiftly moving black splotch coming out of the hills, with huge dust-heaps flying here and there before it. Then a yellow cloud spiral blinded our sight as a gust of hot wind swept round us. I remember Jondo's stern face and blazing eyes and his words: "Mexicans behind the Indians!" And Uncle Esmond's voice: "Narveo said they would get us, but I hoped we had outrun them."
All that Eloise had told me ran through my mind, but I felt sure that neither financial nor churchly influence in Santa Fé could be turned to evil purposes so long as men like Felix Narveo and Father Josef were there.
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