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"
Not
in
this
house
,
"
retorted
the
child
.
"
Ah
!
well
,
I
shall
call
him
the
Capataz
then
.
"
Decoud
gave
up
the
point
,
and
after
writing
steadily
for
a
while
turned
round
again
.
"
When
do
you
expect
him
back
?
"
he
asked
.
"
After
he
brought
you
here
he
rode
off
to
fetch
the
Senor
Doctor
from
the
town
for
mother
.
He
will
be
back
soon
.
"
"
He
stands
a
good
chance
of
getting
shot
somewhere
on
the
road
,
"
Decoud
murmured
to
himself
audibly
;
and
Linda
declared
in
her
high-pitched
voice
--
"
Nobody
would
dare
to
fire
a
shot
at
Gian
'
Battista
.
"
"
You
believe
that
,
"
asked
Decoud
,
"
do
you
?
"
"
I
know
it
,
"
said
the
child
,
with
conviction
.
"
There
is
no
one
in
this
place
brave
enough
to
attack
Gian
'
Battista
.
"
"
It
does
n't
require
much
bravery
to
pull
a
trigger
behind
a
bush
,
"
muttered
Decoud
to
himself
.
"
Fortunately
,
the
night
is
dark
,
or
there
would
be
but
little
chance
of
saving
the
silver
of
the
mine
.
