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They knew the traders who would sell and deliver the guns. But to culture the Revolution thus far had exhausted the Junta. The last dollar had been spent, the last resource and the last starving patriot milked dry, and the great adventure still trembled on the scales. Guns and ammunition! The ragged battalions must be armed. But how? Ramos lamented his confiscated estates.
"You know these men, miss?" The girl and Payne looked at one another a long while. At last she turned resolutely to Ramos. "Yes; I know them." "My orders " "That's all right, Ramos, I know them." "Perhaps you will tell me who they are?" "Perhaps." "Ah! Yes. Perhaps. Mrs. Livingstone called me. She did not know these men." "I do. And I scarcely know you at all, Ramos.
The voice might match, too." "Uh-huh Tiflin, the S.O.B.," Nelsen growled softly. For ten hours, nothing else happened. Then there were some tiny radar-blips, which could have indicated meteors. Nelsen and Ramos changed the angle of the ion guides of their ionic motors to move their bubbs from course, slightly, and dodge. During the first hour, they were successful.
Cortes sent at this time for me and one Martin Ramos, who had been on the former voyages, inquiring our opinion respecting the word Castillano, which was so often repeated by the Indians of Cotoche when we accompanied Cordova, saying he was convinced it had allusion to some Spaniards who were in that country.
Payne stepped from the canoe and strode toward the two men who were seated at the camp fire. One of them rose and he recognized the dark face of Ramos. Then he saw Willy Tiger's crumpled body lying like a sack of grain across one of the sleeping benches. Payne looked at the man who had spoken, who remained seated. He looked at him steadily for a long while. Then he said: "My name is Payne.
His eyes rested on hers but an instant she had chanced to look up and she, too, sensed the nameless something that made her pause. She was compelled to read back in order to regain the swing of the letter she was writing. Paulino Vera looked questioningly at Arrellano and Ramos, and questioningly they looked back and to each other. The indecision of doubt brooded in their eyes.
Garman rubbed his hands together as a growl of triumph rumbled up from his thick red throat. "Have Prince saddled, Ramos. Then ride back and watch so they don't hurt him. I'll follow I'm called away on business, Annette. You entertain Mr. Payne." With a leap he was off the verandah and running for the stables. Payne met him as he mounted, and caught the horse by the head.
But there'll be a plane west from Minneapolis tomorrow." She was getting into her blazer. Even Ramos saw that arguments would be futile. Frank Nelsen's throat ached suddenly, as if at sins of omission. But that was wrong. Eileen Sands was too old for him, anyhow. "So long, you characters," she said. "Good luck. Don't follow me outside. Maybe I'll see you, someplace."
Ever since you have been wanting to show your bravery, you have been howling like a ravening wolf. Go away, Ramos; you terrify me." "Doesn't the mistress say she is afraid? Doesn't she say that they will attack the house; that they will carry off the young lady?" "Yes, I fear so."
There was a silence while Johnnie translated the question and repeated the answer: "She says she doesn't remember, they are so nice and ripe " "'So nice and ripe'!" shouted the owner of the farm, tearing his hair. "'So nice and ripe'!" echoed his wife. "So nice and ripe'!" groaned the man who had awakened O'Reilly. "Major Ramos told me to guard her with my life because she is the guest of Cuba.
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