England protects her sons. But we Americans
are cussed with notions of brotherly love and universal peace.
Bah! We're bound to have war, Dave, some day or other. Why not
start it now?"
Dave nodded his agreement. "Yes. We'll have to step in and take
the country over, sooner or later. But--everybody has the wrong
idea of this Guzman killing. The Federal officers in Romero didn't
frame it up."
"No? Who did?"
"Tad Lewis."
Jones started. "What makes you think that?"
"Listen! Tad was afraid to let Urbina come to trial--you remember
one of his men boasted that the case would never be heard? Well,
it won't. Ricardo's dead and the other witness is gone. Now draw
your own conclusions."
"Gone? You mean the fellow who saw Urbina and Garza together?"
"Yes. He has disappeared, too--evidently frightened away."
Jones was amazed. "Say, Dave," he cried, "that means your case has
blown up, eh?"
"Absolutely. Lewis has been selling 'wet' stock to the Federals,
and he probably arranged with some of them to murder Ricardo. At
any rate, that's my theory."
Blaze cursed eloquently. "I'd like to hang it on to Tad; I'd sure
clean house down his way if I was positive.
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