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Law did not trust himself to reply; and the horse-breaker went on with growing defiance: "I am innocent of any crime; therefore I am brave. But you The blood of innocent men means nothing to you Panfilo's murder proves that so complete your work. Make an end of me." "Be still!" Dave commanded, thickly.
Alaire explained to her guest: "José is worried about his cousin Panfilo. It seems he has disappeared." "So! You are Panfilo's cousin?" Dave eyed the Mexican with new interest. "Si!" "You remember the man?" Alaire went on. "He was with that fellow you arrested at the water-hole." "Oh yes. I remember him." With steady fingers Dave shook some tobacco into a cigarette-paper.
I rode from that accursed spot as if Panfilo's ghost pursued me and I am here. I shall rouse the country; the people shall demand the blood of my cousin's assassin. It is the crime of a century." "Wait! When you spoke to me last I didn't dream that Panfilo was dead, but since then I have learned the truth, and why he was killed.
Dave shot a swift, interrogatory glance at Panfilo's traveling companion, but Anto's face was stony, his black eyes were fixed upon the fire. With an abrupt gesture Law flung aside the contents of his cup and strode to Panfilo's horse, which stood dejectedly with reins hanging. "Where are you going?" Alaire rose nervously.
Even before he spoke Alaire realized that Panfilo's fate was known to him, and she decided swiftly that there must be no further concealment. "Señora! A terrible thing!" José burst forth. "God knows, I am nearly mad with grief. It is about my sainted cousin. It is strange, unbelievable! My head whirls "
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