He desired me to assure you that as soon as is
possible he will arrive to confer with you in person."
"Good enough, and are you a prisoner, too, colonel?"
"I did not so understand Senor O'Halloran."
"If you're not you have to earn your grub and lodgings. I'll
appoint you my deputy, colonel. And, first off, my orders are to
lock up his excellency and General Carlo in this cell till
morning."
"The cell, Senor O'Connor, is damp and badly ventilated,"
protested Gabilonda.
"I know that a heap better than you do, colonel," said Bucky
dryly. "But if it was good enough for me and my pardner, here, I
reckon it's good enough for them. Anyhow, we'll let them try it,
won't we, Frank;"
"If you think best, Bucky."
"You bet I do."
"And what about the governor's daughter?" asked Gabilonda.
"You don't say! Is she a guest of this tavern?"
The colonel explained how they had reached the prison and the
circumstances that had led to their hurried flight, while the
ranger whistled the air of a cowboy song, his mind busy with this
new phase of the case.
"She's one of these here Spanish blue-blooded senoritas used to
guitar serenades under her window.
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