So 'll Ed Austin, I guess me an' Ed are responsible,
ain't we?" Some skeptical expression in his hearer's face prompted
him to inquire, brusquely, "Don't you believe what I'm telling you
about his goin' to Pueblo?"
"I guess he's gone--somewhere."
Tad uttered an angry exclamation. "Looks to me like you'd made up
your mind to saddle this thing onto him whether he done it or not.
Well, he's a poor Mexican, but I won't stand to see him
railroaded, and neither will 'Young Ed.'"
"No?"
"You heard me! Ed will alibi him complete."
Law answered, sharply: "You tell Ed Austin to go slow with his
alibis. And you take this for what it's worth to you: I'm going to
get all the cattle-rustlers in this county--ALL of them,
understand?"
Lewis flushed redly and sputtered: "If you make this stick with
Adolfo, nobody 'll be safe. I reckon Urbina's word is as good as
old Ricardo's. Everybody knows what HE is."
Later when Dave met the Guzmans, Ricardo told him, excitedly,
"That horse Tad Lewis is riding is the one I saw yesterday."
"Are you sure?"
"Listen, senor. Men in cities remember the faces they see; I have
lived all my life among horses, and to me they are like men.
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