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"Does he look like a chap who lets anything get away from him? Well, I'm glad he's worried, anyhow." Angel Gonzales was worried, no mistake about that. The Sorias had upset his plans exceedingly. He did not want to burden himself with prisoners; his horses, fed only on the scant growth of the land, were in no condition to carry double.
There was no response either to Angel's rude salutation or to the search which followed. "They're in a hole," chuckled Hard, shrewdly. "I'll bet you a dollar that they meant to leave us here and pay the Sorias to hold us. Now, they've either got to take us along or leave a guard for us, which is what they'll probably do." "You don't think there's any chance of his letting us go?"
"Well, we ought to make Athens to-night," replied Scott, thoughtfully. "Tom could start back with our wagon early in the morning. Cochise and this fellow I'm riding, Jasper, could make it." "They'll have to stay at the Sorias' all night. They'll be very uncomfortable." "Oh, I don't know. They're neither of them tenderfeet. They'll get along."
They left us the biggest part of the luncheon. Henry, we are pigs," moaned Clara, wanly. "I know. We're not the sort to be cast on a desert isle, I'm afraid. If the Sorias get back to-night " "They won't. They'll stay and make a night of it." "Perhaps the hungry feeling will wear off after a while," said Hard, hopefully. "I wonder? I've often thought I'd like to try a fast.
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