I
seldom forget."
"Very well. Tad says Urbina has gone to Pueblo to get married, so
I'm going to follow him, and I shall be there when he arrives."
"Bueno! Another matter"--Ricardo hesitated--"your bonita--the
pretty mare. She is buried deep."
"I'm glad," said Dave. "I think I shall sleep better for knowing
that."
Since the recent rain had rendered the black valley roads
impassable for automobiles, Dave decided to go to Pueblo by rail,
even though it was a roundabout way, and that afternoon found him
jolting over the leisurely miles between Jonesville and the main
line. He was looking forward to a good night's sleep when he
arrived at the junction; but on boarding the north-bound through
train he encountered Judge Ellsworth, who had just heard of the
Garza killing, and of course was eager for details. The two sat in
the observation-car talking until a late hour.
Knowing the judge for a man of honor and discretion. Dave
unburdened himself with the utmost freedom regarding his
suspicions of Ed Austin.
Ellsworth nodded. "Yes, Ed has thrown in with the Rebel junta in
San Antone, and Tad Lewis is the man they use to run arms and
supplies in this neighborhood.
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