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"Suppose er they didn't er find any water in the Tenaja Poquita, either?" he drawled. "Then they would be up against it." "And there's no other water in the Pintos?" "Yes, there is," said the captain. "There's a tenaja that's so high up and so hidden that it's only known to one other man besides me, and he's an Indian. It's less than an hour from the tenaja that Richford will take his party to.
It was under duress and threats, it's true, but who's to prove that, they being two to one, and this being Mexico? No; they're within the law, and I've a notion that we can get the swag back by straight sale and barter. Provided, always, we can catch them in time." "They'll want to make pretty good time to the Tenaja Poquita," pointed out the captain. "They're shy on water." "On wind, too.
On the Padre Cliffs, however, had occurred that rare phenomenon, a benevolent avalanche, piling up a safe and feasible embankment around the angle of an impracticable precipice, and thus saving an hour of the most ticklish going of the journey. Thanks to this dispensation, the two men reached the Tenaja Poquita before dawn.
"And one man is going to do that," said Ramos contemptuously, sitting down again, "Don Pepe Poquita Cosa, with his mathematics, is going to do that. I did wrong in saying I would slit his throat. A doll of that kind one takes by the ear and ducks in the river." "Yes, laugh now, you fool!
Now, about this Tenaja Poquita we're headed for. How much water do you think there is in it?" "If there's a hundred gallons it's doing well, this dry season." Average Jones got painfully to his feet. Looking carefully over the scattered camp outfit, he selected from it a collapsible pail. Captain Funcke glanced at it with curiosity, but characteristically forebore to ask any questions.
If they find the tenaja empty they'll, have barely enough in the canteens they pack to get them to the next water, the Tenaja Poquita, around behind the mountains and across the desert into the next range." "What's the next water to that?" "The Stream of Palms. That's a day and a half on foot." For the space of a hundred oar-strokes Average Jones ruminated.
The young fellow is revengeful and insolent." "I don't know whether I can go," said Caballuco. "As I am in hiding now I cannot measure my strength against Don Jose Poquita Cosa. If I were not as I am with half my face hidden, and the other half uncovered I would have broken his back for him already twenty times over. But what happens if I attack him?
They didn't do it carefully enough... Straight for the rocky mesa.... That's it! They made their sneak while Hoff was asleep, probably covering trail behind them, and struck out for the inside desert route to the Tenaja Poquita." He took a quick look about the camp and picked up an empty canteen. "Of course, they wouldn't leave him any water." "Then he's gone to hunt it," suggested Average Jones.
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