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"To-day has been but a poor day at the mine," murmured Dr. Tisco. "Then El Sombrero is indeed a marvel," Tom declared. "It is a very rich mine," nodded Don Luis. "Yet there may be richer ones, in these mountains, yet undiscovered." "Where is the next best mine around here?" Tom inquired. "Perhaps it is El Padre," murmured Don Luis, after a slight pause. Tom wanted to know.
This man was short, slight of build and nervous of action and gesture a young man perhaps twenty-six years of age. Carlos Tisco was secretary to Don Luis. Tisco was a graduate of a university at the capital City of Mexico, a doctor of philosophy, no mean chemist, a clever assayer of precious metals and an engineer. In a word Dr.
And do you believe, Don Luis, that, after Senores Reade and Hazelton once get alive out of Bonista, any consideration would tempt them to come back here to testify? They have sampled your power," "Yet why do you object, Carlos, to having the Gringo pair put out of the way?" "I do not care anything about their lives," Tisco declared, coolly.
Don Luis soon won the affection of his daughter, and the two were wonderfully happy together. Rabasco, the impostor, was sentenced to twenty years of penal servitude. On his way to begin serving his sentence he broke away from the military guard, and was shot to death. Dr. Carlos Tisco died, of fever, within six months of the time of the real Don Luis's arrival.
Their work will be done, to my liking, and they will go away from here with never a suspicion of the kind of service they have performed for me." "Pardon me, Don Luis," murmured Dr. Tisco, "but to me they do not look like such fools. They will suspect; they will even know." "It matters little what they suspect, if they hold their tongues," replied the mine owner.
Tisco came out, bowing most affably to the young Americans. "You look as though you had been walking, too," suggested Tom, noting Tisco's high-topped shoes. "I went with Don Luis," replied the secretary. "Oh, by the way, Senor Hazelton, I believe some of your property has come into my possession. This is yours, is it not?"
"I shall watch these two Gringos like a cat," reflected Dr. Tisco. "I half suspect that they will foolishly sacrifice their lives sooner than serve us." At sight of Don Luis's party a Mexican foreman came running forward. "How runs the ore this morning?" asked Don Luis. "Not quite as well as usual, excellency," replied the man, with a shrug of his shoulders. "How!
"That can all be arranged very amicably, I am certain," replied Don Luis, as though to dismiss the matter for the present. Dr. Tisco, covertly, was intently watching the eyes and faces of the young engineers. The secretary was most anxious to take an accurate measure of these two young Americans, who were now highly \ important to his plans.
Tisco, looking on with cynical eyes. "Of course, the poor American fools haven't any idea that they will set out on the ride, but will never return," murmured Don Luis's secretary, to himself. "Pedro Gato, turned loose on the same day he was arrested, has waited a long time for his revenge.
Tisco had not volunteered to go back after his employer's missing cigar case. Presently Don Luis appeared. "Now we will go to number four," he said. The cage carried them to a lower level. Here another foreman came forward to meet them and to conduct them to the heading. Here were some five tons of rock. Tom and Harry found it to be about the same grade of ore as that seen above.
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