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Updated: June 1, 2025
"Bully fer you, ol' pot!" exclaimed Billy, and Pesita smiled delightedly in the belief that some complimentary title had been applied to him in the language of "Granavenoo." "I'll go an' tell 'em," said Billy. "Yes," said Pesita, "and say to them that they will start early in the morning."
Harding, and repeated to Billy that which the telephone operator had told him earlier in the day. Marching Pesita and his men ahead of them Billy and the others made their way to the rear of the office building where the horses of the bandits were tethered. They were each armed now from the discarded weapons of the raiders, and well supplied with ammunition.
"Ducks?" queried Pesita, mystified. "Ah, the ducks they fly south, I see." "Naw, you poor simp I blows," explained Billy. "Ah, yes," agreed Pesita, not wishing to admit any ignorance of plain American even before a despised gringo. "But the large-faced dick what might that be? I have spend much time in the States, but I do not know that."
"Nix on the captain stuff fer me, then," said Billy, firmly. "That guy's a right one. If any big stiff thinks he can croak little ol' Bridge while Billy Byrne's aroun' he's got anudder t'ink comin'. Why, me an' him's just like brudders." "You like this gringo?" asked Pesita. "You bet," cried Billy. Pesita thought for several minutes.
The battle was short and sweet. One almost escaped but Miguel, who proved to be an excellent revolver shot, brought him down at a hundred yards. He then, with utter disregard for the rules of civilized warfare, dispatched those who were not already dead. "We must let none return to carry false tales to Pesita," he explained.
And even as his mind dwelt delightedly upon the subject a ragged Indian carrying a carbine and with heavy silver spurs strapped to his bare feet approached and saluted him. "General Pesita wishes Senor Capitan Byrne to report to him at once," said the man. "Sure Mike!" replied Billy, and made his way through the pandemonium of the camp toward the headquarters tent.
"I wish you to go to the camp of Pesita," she continued, "and carry word to the man who robbed the bank at Cuivaca he is an American that his friend, Senor Bridge has been captured by Villa and is being held for execution in Cuivaca. You must go at once you must get word to Senor Bridge's friend so that help may reach Senor Bridge before dawn. Do you understand?" The Indian nodded assent.
Will you men stand by us?" he addressed the Chinaman and the two Mexicans, who assured him that they had no love for Pesita and would fight for Anthony Harding in preference to going over to the enemy. "Good!" exclaimed Bridge, "and now for upstairs. They'll be howling around here in about five minutes, and we want to give them a reception they won't forget."
My friend is a native, so he don't speak German or English either they have a language of their own in 'Gran' Avenoo'." "I see," said Pesita "a German colony. I like the Germans they furnish me with much ammunition and rifles. They are my very good friends.
Take Miguel and the gringo away" this to the soldiers who had brought the prisoners to him "I will speak further with this man from Granavenoo." When the others had passed out of hearing Pesita addressed Billy. "I am sorry, senor," he said, "that you have been put to so much inconvenience. My men could not know that you were not a gringo; but I can make it all right. I will make it all right.
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