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"
Carrambo
!
I
've
paid
it
often
enough
to
know
that
.
Here
's
the
coin
,
and
there
's
the
canteen
.
Fill
,
and
be
quick
about
it
!
"
"
Ha
!
you
ish
in
a
hurry
,
mein
herr
.
Fel
--
I
vo
n't
keeps
you
waitin
'
;
I
suppose
you
ish
off
for
the
wild
horsh
prairish
.
If
there
's
anything
goot
among
the
droves
,
I
'm
afeart
that
the
Irishmans
will
pick
it
up
before
you
.
He
went
off
lasht
night
.
He
left
my
housh
at
a
late
hour
--
after
midnight
it
wash
--
a
very
late
hour
,
to
go
a
shourney
!
But
he
's
a
queer
cushtomer
is
that
mushtanger
,
Mister
Maurish
Sherralt
.
Nobody
knows
his
ways
.
I
should
n't
say
anythings
againsht
him
.
He
hash
been
a
goot
cushtomer
to
me
.
He
has
paid
his
bill
like
a
rich
man
,
and
he
hash
plenty
peside
.
Mein
Gott
!
his
pockets
wash
cramm
mit
tollars
!
"
On
hearing
that
the
Irishman
had
gone
off
to
the
"
horsh
prairish
,
"
as
Oberdoffer
termed
them
,
the
Mexican
by
his
demeanour
betrayed
more
than
an
ordinary
interest
in
the
announcement
.
It
was
proclaimed
,
first
by
a
slight
start
of
surprise
,
and
then
by
an
impatience
of
manner
that
continued
to
mark
his
movements
,
while
listening
to
the
long
rigmarole
that
followed
.
It
was
clear
that
he
did
not
desire
anything
of
this
to
be
observed
.
Instead
of
questioning
his
informant
upon
the
subject
thus
started
,
or
voluntarily
displaying
any
interest
in
it
,
he
rejoined
in
a
careless
drawl
--
"
It
do
n't
concern
me
,
cavallero
.
There
are
plenty
of
musteños
on
the
plains
--
enough
to
give
employment
to
all
the
horse-catchers
in
Texas
.
Look
alive
,
señor
,
and
let
's
have
the
aguardiente
!
"
A
little
chagrined
at
being
thus
rudely
checked
in
his
attempt
at
a
gossip
,
the
German
Boniface
hastily
filled
the
gourd
canteen
;
and
,
without
essaying
farther
speech
,
handed
it
across
the
counter
,
took
the
dollar
in
exchange
,
chucked
the
coin
into
his
till
,
and
then
moved
back
to
his
military
customers
,
more
amiable
because
drinking
upon
the
score
.
Diaz
,
notwithstanding
the
eagerness
he
had
lately
exhibited
to
obtain
the
liquor
,
walked
out
of
the
bar-room
,
and
away
from
the
hotel
,
without
taking
the
stopper
from
his
canteen
,
or
even
appearing
to
think
of
it
!
His
excited
air
was
no
longer
that
of
a
man
merely
longing
for
a
glass
of
ardent
spirits
.
There
was
something
stronger
stirring
within
,
that
for
the
time
rendered
him
oblivious
of
the
appetite
.
Whatever
it
may
have
been
it
did
not
drive
him
direct
to
his
home
:
for
not
until
he
had
paid
a
visit
to
three
other
hovels
somewhat
similar
to
his
own
--
all
situated
in
the
suburbs
of
the
pueblita
,
and
inhabited
by
men
like
himself
--
not
till
then
,
did
he
return
to
his
jacalé
.
