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"Allee light," replied Sing cheerfully, and a second later he was clambering through the window in the wake of the loyal Mexican. And then the door crashed in and half a dozen troopers followed by Pesita himself burst into the room. Bridge was standing at the foot of the stairs, his carbine clubbed, for he had just spent his last bullet.
"Pesita wants you to send Esteban to him. I didn't have no chance to tell you last night while them pikers was stickin' aroun', so I stops now on my way back to the hills." "I will send Esteban tonight if I can get him; but I do not know. Esteban is working for the pig, Grayson." "Wot's he doin' fer Grayson?" asked Billy. "And what was the Grayson guy doin' up here with you, Jose?
The soldier shuffled away to where a little circle of men in wide-brimmed, metal-encrusted hats squatted in the shade of a tree, chatting, laughing, and rolling cigarettes. He saluted one of these and delivered his message, whereupon the tall, gaunt Captain Rozales arose and came over to Pesita.
The Pesitistas held their ground for but a moment then they wheeled and fled; but not before Pesita himself had forced his pony close to that of Billy Byrne. "Traitor!" screamed the bandit. "You shall die for this," and fired point-blank at the American. Billy felt a burning sensation in his already wounded left arm; but his right was still good.
It was dusk when Captain Billy Byrne was summoned to the tent of Pesita. There he found a weazened, old Indian squatting at the side of the outlaw. "Jose," said Pesita, "has word for you." Billy Byrne turned questioningly toward the Indian.
Slowly he wheeled about and started back up the trail in the direction of the Pesita camp. "I'll be halfway to El Orobo," thought Bridge, "before he gets a chance to tell Pesita what happened to him," and then he remounted and rode on down into the valley, leading Rozales' horse behind him.
Here each little adobe dwelling, and they were scattered at intervals of a mile or more along the river, contained a rabid partisan of Pesita, or it contained no one Pesita had seen to this latter condition personally. At last the young lady drew rein before a squalid and dilapidated hut. Eddie gasped.
Bridge knew nothing of what had happened to Billy, for Pesita had seen to it that the information was kept from the American. The latter had, nevertheless, been worrying not a little at the absence of his friend for he knew that he had taken his liberty and his life in his hands in riding down to El Orobo among avowed enemies.
"You have the cunning of the Coyote, my captain," cried Pesita. "It shall be done as you suggest. Go now, and I will send for Captain Byrne, and give him his orders for the morning." As Rozales strolled away a figure rose from the shadows at the side of Pesita's tent and slunk off into the darkness.
Evidently Pesita had met with resistance. There was much voluble chattering on the part of those who had remained behind in their endeavors to extract from their returning comrades the details of the day's enterprise.
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