"
"Oh! I reckon it can be proved all right," confidently asserted
Lewis.
"Nobody'd believe such a thing."
"Folks are ready to believe 'most anything about you. Your wife
would believe it. Ain't Las Palmas in her name, and don't she give
you so much a month to spend? If them ain't facts, you lied to
me."
"Yes!" Urbina supplemented. "I can swear to all that. And I can
swear also that you knew about those calves the other day."
"What!" Ed started.
"Why not? We were together; your own people saw us. Well, then, if
you would steal your wife's horses, why would you not steal your
neighbor's cattle? The relatives of poor Pino Garza--God rest his
soul!--will bear me out. I have arranged for that. Suppose I tell
the jury that there were three of us in that pasture of yours,
instead of two? What then? I would be lonely in prison without a
good compadre to bear me company." Urbina grinned in evil triumph.
"This is the damnedest outrage I ever heard of," gasped "Young
Ed." "It's a fairy story--"
"Prove it," chuckled Lewis. "The prosecuting attorney'd eat it up,
Ed. It sounds kind of crazy, but you can't ask Adolfo to take to
the brush and live like a javelin just for your sake, when you
could square him with a word.
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