"
"I ain't very good at runnin'--not from Mexicans." Blaze's eyes
were bright and hard at the thought. "It's more'n possible that,
if they discover us, we can start a nice little war of our own."
That evening Dave managed to get his Ranger captain by long-
distance telephone, and for some time the two talked guardedly.
When Dave rang off they had come to a thorough understanding.
It had been an easy matter for Jose Sanchez to secure a leave of
absence from Las Palmas, especially since Benito was not a little
interested in the unexplained disappearance of Panfilo and work
was light at this time. Benito did not think it necessary to
mention the horse-breaker's journey to his employer; so that
Alaire knew nothing whatever about the matter until Jose himself
asked permission to see her on a matter of importance.
The man had ridden hard most of the previous night, and his
excitement was patent. Even before he spoke Alaire realized that
Panfilo's fate was known to him, and she decided swiftly that
there must be no further concealment.
"Senora! A terrible thing!" Jose burst forth. "God knows, I am
nearly mad with grief. It is about my sainted cousin.
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