But what can we do? It's nearly dark, and
they'll go, anyhow, regardless of what we say."
"Mr. Law is a Ranger, too!"
The girl nodded. "Oh, if it's ever discovered he'll be ruined. And
think of Dad--a man of property! Dave declares Tad Lewis is at the
bottom of it all and put the Federals up to murder Ricardo; he
thinks in this way he can force them into telling the truth. But
Dad is just looking for a fight and wants to be a hero!"
There was a moment of silence. Then Alaire reasoned aloud: "I
presume they chose our pumping-plant because it is directly
opposite the Romero cemetery. I could have Benito and some trusty
men waiting on this side. Or I could even send them over--"
"No, no! Don't you understand? The whole thing is illegal."
"Well, we could be there--you and I."
Paloma agreed eagerly. "Yes! Maybe we could even help them if they
got into trouble."
"Come, then! We'll have supper at Las Palmas and slip down to the
river and wait."
Paloma was gone with a rush. In a moment she returned, ready for
the trip, and with her she carried a Winchester rifle nearly as
long as herself.
"I hope you aren't afraid of firearms," she panted.
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