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Updated: June 23, 2025
If any one could solve the mystery of the Ramierez fonda, and discover Richards's unknown assailant, it was HE! But Grey contented himself, at first, with a few brief inquiries concerning the beautiful Cota and her anonymous association with the Ramierez. Enriquez was as briefly communicative. "Of your suspicions, my leetle brother, you are right on the half!
You would undoubtedly have been robbed by that rascal had not the others come along." Richards shook his head. "I might hev bin robbed a dozen times afore THEY came along ef that was the little game. No, Mr. Grey, it warn't no robbery." "Had you been paying court to the Senora Ramierez, like Colonel Starbottle?" asked the editor, with a smile.
But here the burly Ramierez intervened. "Ah, Mother of God! May the devil fly away with all this nonsense! I will have no more of it," he said impatiently to the girl. "Have a care, Don Pancho," he turned to the editor; "it is a trick!" "One I think I know," said Grey sapiently.
Yet nothing could be more captivating than her simple and childish curiosity, as she watched Richards swing the lever of the press, or stood by his side as he marshaled the type into files on his "composing-stick." He had even printed a card with her name, "Senorita Cota Ramierez," the type of which had been set up, to the accompaniment of ripples of musical laughter, by her little brown fingers.
Besides, this unlooked-for incident had driven from his mind the more important object of his visit, the discovery of the assailants of Richards and Colonel Starbottle. His inquiries of the Ramierez produced no result. Senor Ramierez was not aware of any suspicious loiterers among the frequenters of the fonda, and except from some drunken American or Irish revelers he had been free of disturbance.
"Then you think Ramierez was jealous of the colonel? But in that case he would have knifed him, Spanish fashion, and not without a struggle." "There's more ways they have o' killin' a man than that; he might hev been dragged off his horse by a lasso and choked," said the foreman darkly.
At the same time, sir," he added, with illogical sequence, "if Ramierez felt aggrieved at my attentions, he knew where I could be found, sir, and that it was not my habit to decline giving gentlemen of any nationality satisfaction sir! personal satisfaction."
It was her mustang he was ridin' when the row happened near her house." "Well?" said the editor, with disconcerting placidity. "Well," hesitated the foreman, "you see, they're a bad lot, those Greasers, especially the Ramierez, her husband." The editor knew that the foreman was only echoing the provincial prejudice against this race, which he himself had always combated.
You didn't know your assailant was a horse WHEN YOU FIRED. Look at the attack on you in the road!" Richards shook his head with dogged hopelessness. "It's no use, Mr. Grey. I oughter guessed it was a hoss then thar was nothin' else in that corral. No! Cota's already gone away back to San Jose, and I reckon the Ramierez has got scared of her and packed her off.
"The same accident that arrive to two men that shall be as opposite as the gallant Starbottle and the excellent Richards shall not prove that it come from Ramierez, though they both were at the fonda," he said gravely. "The cause of it have not come to-day, nor yesterday, nor last week.
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