There's plenty of people on both sides of
the river that don't like Guzman any better'n we do. Me an' Adolfo
was talkin' it over on the way up."
"Well, you can talk it over some more, but I'm going for a drink,"
Ed declared, and left the room, nervously mopping his face. He
knew only too well the character of his two visitors; he had
learned much about Tad Lewis during the past few months, and, as
for the Mexican, he thought the fellow capable of any crime. At
this moment Ed bitterly regretted his acquaintance with these
neighbors, for both men knew more about his affairs than he cared
to have made public. He was angry and resentful at Tad for taking
sides against him, and more than a little fearful of Adolfo's
enmity if he refused assistance. The owner of Las Palmas still
retained a shred of self-respect, a remnant of pride in his name;
he did not consider himself a bad man. He was determined now to
escape from this situation without loss of credit, no matter what
the price--if escape were possible--and he vowed earnestly to
himself that hereafter he would take ample pains never to become
similarly involved.
Austin remained out of the room for some time; when he returned
his visitors appeared to have reached some determination.
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