When he rejoined Bucky he nodded his
head toward the young man, who was again headed for the front of
the column. "There's the best lad in the State of Chihuahua. He's
a Mexican, all right, but he has as much sense as a white man. He
doesn't mix issues. Now, the lad's in love with Carmencita
Megales, the prettiest black-eyed lass in Mexico, and, by the
same token, so is our friend Chaves, who just gave us the guns a
little while ago. But Valdez is a man from the heel of him to the
head. Miss Carmencita has her nose in the air because Juan
doesn't snuggle up to ould Megales and flatter him the same way
young Chaves does. So the lad is persona non grata at court with
the lady, and that tin soldier who gave up the guns without a
blow gets the lady's smiles. But it's my opinion that, for all
her haughty ways, miss would rather have our honest fighting lad
than a roomful of the imitation toy kind."
A couple of miles from the outskirts of the city the wagons
separated, and each was driven to the assigned place for the
hiding of the rifles till night. At the edge of the town Bucky
made arrangements to join his friend again at the monument in the
centre of the plaza within fifteen minutes.
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