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〃Dick； think； think！ With Mercedes also it was love at first sight。 My plan is to marry her and get her farther to the interior； away from the border。 It may not be easy。 She's watched。 So am I。 It was impossible to see her without the women of this house knowing。 At first； perhaps； they had only curiosityan itch to gossip。 But the last two days there has been a change。 Since last night there's some powerful influence at work。 Oh； these Mexicans are subtle； mysterious！ After all； they are Spaniards。 They work in secret； in the dark。 They are dominated first by religion； then by gold； then by passion for a woman。 Rojas must have got word to his friends here； yesterday his gang of cutthroat rebels arrived； and to…day he came。 When I learned that； I took my chance and left camp I hunted up a priest。 He promised to come here。 It's time he's due。 But I'm afraid he'll be stopped。〃
〃Thorne； why don't you take the girl and get married without waiting； without running these risks？〃 said Dick。
〃I fear it's too late now。 I should have done that last night。 You see； we're over the line〃
〃Are we in Mexican territory now？〃 queried Gale； sharply。
〃I guess yes； old boy。 That's what complicates it。 Rojas and his rebels have Casita in their hands。 But Rojas without his rebels would be able to stop me； get the girl； and make for his mountain haunts。 If Mercedes is really watchedif her identity is known； which I am sure is the casewe couldn't get far from this house before I'd be knifed and she seized。〃
〃Good Heavens！ Thorne； can that sort of thing happen less than a stone's throw from the United States line？〃 asked Gale； incredulously。
〃It can happen； and don't you forget it。 You don't seem to realize the power these guerrilla leaders； these rebel captains； and particularly these bandits； exercise over the mass of Mexicans。 A bandit is a man of honor in Mexico。 He is feared； envied； loved。 In the hearts of the people he stands next to the national idolthe bull…fighter； the matador。 The race has a wild； barbarian； bloody strain。 Take Quinteros； for instance。 He was a peon； a slave。 He became a famous bandit。 At the outbreak of the revolution he proclaimed himself a leader； and with a band of followers he devastated whole counties。 The opposition to federal forces was only a blind to rob and riot and carry off women。 The motto of this man and his followers was： 'Let us enjoy ourselves while we may！'
〃There are other bandits besides Quinteros； not so famous or such great leaders； but just as bloodthirsty。 I've seen Rojas。 He's a handsome； bold sneering devil； vainer than any peacock。 He decks himself in gold lace and sliver trappings； in all the finery he can steal。 He was one of the rebels who helped sack Sinaloa and carry off half a million in money and valuables。 Rojas spends gold like he spills blood。 But he is chiefly famous for abducting women。 the peon girls consider it an honor to be ridden off with。 Rojas has shown a penchant for girls of the better class。〃
Thorne wiped the perspiration from his pale face and bent a dark gaze out of the window before he resumed his talk。
〃Consider what the position of Mercedes really is。 I can't get any help from our side of the line。 If so； I don't know where。 The population on that side is mostly Mexican； absolutely in sympathy with whatever actuates those on this side。 The whole caboodle of Greasers on both sides belong to the class in sympathy with the rebels； the class that secretly respects men like Rojas； and hates an aristocrat like Mercedes。 They would conspire to throw her into his power。 Rojas can turn all the hidden underground influences to his ends。 Unless I thwart him he'll get Mercedes as easily as he can light a cigarette。 But I'll kill him or some of his gang or her before I let him get her。 。 。 。 This is the situation； old friend。 I've little time to spare。 I face arrest for desertion。 Rojas is in town。 I think I was followed to this hotel。 The priest has betrayed me or has been stopped。 Mercedes is here alone； waiting； absolutely dependent upon me to save her fromfrom。。。。She's the sweetest； loveliest girl！。。。In a few momentssooner or later there'll be hell here！ Dick； are you with me？〃
Dick Gale drew a long； deep breath。 A coldness； a lethargy； an indifference that had weighed upon him for months had passed out of his being。 On the instant he could not speak； but his hand closed powerfully upon his friend's。 Thorne's face changed wonderfully； the distress； the fear； the appeal all vanishing in a smile of passionate gratefulness。
Then Dick's gaze； attracted by some slight sound； shot over his friend's shoulder to see a face at the windowa handsome； bold； sneering face； with glittering dark eyes that flashed in sinister intentness。
Dick stiffened in his seat。 Thorne； with sudden clenching of hands； wheeled toward the window。
〃Rojas！〃 he whispered。
Chapter II
Mercedes Castaneda
The dark face vanished。 Dick Gale heard footsteps and the tinkle of spurs。 He strode to the window； and was in time to see a Mexican swagger into the front door of the saloon。 Dick had only a glimpse； but in that he saw a huge black sombrero with a gaudy band； the back of a short； tight…fitting jacket； a heavy pearl…handled gun swinging with a fringe of sash； and close…fitting trousers spreading wide at the bottom。 There were men passing in the street； also several Mexicans lounging against the hitching…rail at the curb。
〃Did you see him？ Where did he go？〃 whispered Thorne； as he joined Gale。 〃Those Greasers out there with the cartridge belts crossed over their breaststhey are rebels。〃
〃I think he went into the saloon；〃 replied Dick。 〃He had a gun； but for all I can see the Greasers out there are unarmed。〃
〃Never believe it！ There！ Look； Dick！ That fellow's a guard； though he seems so unconcerned。 See； he has a short carbine； almost concealed。。。。There's another Greaser farther down the path。 I'm afraid Rojas has the house spotted。〃
〃If we could only be sure。〃
〃I'm sure； Dick。 Let's cross the hall； I want to see how it looks from the other side of the house。〃
Gale followed Thorne out of the restaurant into the high…ceiled corridor which evidently divided the hotel； opening into the street and running back to a patio。 A few dim； yellow lamps flickered。 A Mexican with a blanket round his shoulders stood in the front entrance。 Back toward the patio there were sounds of boots on the stone floor。 Shadows flitted across that end of the corridor。 Thorne entered a huge chamber which was even more poorly lighted than the hall。 It contained a table littered with papers； a few high…backed chairs； a couple of couches； and was evidently a parlor。
〃Mercedes has been meeting me here；〃 said thorne。 〃At this hour she comes every moment or so to the head of the stairs there； and if I am here she comes down。 Mostly there are people in this room a little later。 We go out into the plaza。 It faces the dark side of the house； and that's the place I must slip out with her if there's any chance at all to get away。〃
They peered out of the open window。 The plaza was gloomy； and at first glance apparently deserted。 In a moment； however； Gale made out a slow…pacing dark form on the path。 Farther down there was another。 No particular keenness was required to see in these forms a sentinel…like stealthiness。
Gripping Gale's arm； Thorne pulled back from the window。
〃You saw them；〃 he whispered。 〃It's just as I feared。 Rojas has the place surrounded。 I should have taken Mercedes away。 But I had no timeno chance！ I'm bound！。。。There's Mercedes now！ My God！。。。Dick； thinkthink if there's a way to get her out of this trap！〃
Gale turned as his friend went down the room。 In the dim light at the head of the stairs stood the slim； muffled figure of a woman。 When she saw Thorne she flew noiselessly down the stairway to him。 He caught her in his arms。 Then she spoke softly； brokenly； in a low； swift voice。 It was a mingling of incoherent Spanish and English； but to Gale it was mellow； deep； unutterably tender； a voice full of joy； fear； passion； hope； and love。
Upon Gale it had an unaccountable effect。 He found himself thrilling； wondering。
Thorne led the girl to the center of the room； under the light where Gale stood。 She had raised a white hand； holding a black…laced mantilla half aside。 Dick saw a small； dark head； proudly held； an oval face half hidden； white as a flower； and magnificent black eyes。
Then Thorne spoke。
〃MercedesDick Gale； an old friendthe best friend I ever had。〃
She swept the mantilla back over her head； disclosing a lovely face； strange and striking to Gale in its pride and fire； its intensity。
〃Senor Galeah！ I cannot speak my happiness。 His friend！〃
〃Yes； Mercedes； my friend and yours；〃 said Thorne； speaking rapidly。 〃We'll have need of him。 Dear； there's bad news and no time to break it gently。 the priest did not come。 He must have been detained。 And listenbe brave； dear MercedesRojas is here！〃
She uttered an inarticulate cry； the poignant terror of which shook Gale's nerve； and swayed as if she would faint。 Thorne caught her； and in husky v