The Wolf Cub

Manchegan plain, not a gust of desert dust whirled, not a buck-rabbit bounded, not a c

epidation, they awaited the upshot of his return. Their eyes adhered stickily to his; they

and ruffed, fine-combed and intimately worked over. Jacinto Quesada himself was lead-hound in the second search. He

vagely: "Name of a name of a name of a name of a dog!" Also, many other choice French curses. But the more he cursed, the more acrimonious and virulent he became. His fac

particular. Because he had lost the purse, life had suddenly chang

smiled contemptuously. That contemptuous smile should have infuriated the Frenchman all the more; but strangely, it did not! Somehow the Frenchman sensed that Jacinto Qu

third-class coach wherein she had hid herself; and now she was furtively seeking to rejoin the muster of people. Watching her, the Frenchman saw plainly that she it was who had betra

, doing swiftly and with utter obedience that which she had bade him do. He had worked in a white vacuum of action, without prejudice or plan of his own, without forethought. Never did he doubt but that once the mahogany-h

At that, he ceased worrying about the mahogany-colored purse; he shoved it into an inside pocket of his sheepskin zamarra and straightwa

e while he gripped and folded it in the doughy coils of his brains, however, he did not

to prodding the herded passengers with their carbines back upon the train. Instantly the whole panorama took on a brisker look. At haphazard, into any of th

e passengers aboard the train, hurriedly the other two salteadores detached themselves. They bustled about their ponies, roping upon them the weighty

in their cab once more and busily engaged in getting up steam. It needed only the word of Quesada, and the Manche

a stole a look toward where he last had seen Felicidad. He started and scowled. She and the Fre

had sidled near her. He had caught her by the arm. Now, his tall athletic body bent forward sharply, his calculating eyes narrowed to mere blazing slits, the no

ring pose. She made to put up her hands as if to ward off blows; she trembled like a tag of paper hung in the wind; and suddenly the

py problem was smashed, by that cry, into smithereens. The great

z bulked up

d he, "and we shall signal th

d is giv

he track repeated and relayed the signal. The locomotive whistle shrilled

st Rafael Perez, he

unburdened by any of the sacks of stuff; but, though it was also the plan, I will not linger behind to cover the get-away. I have a new worry to trouble me. Y

mae

fing slowly; the cars began shuddering and groaning as though about to start. Jacques Ferou held open the d

n. "The train in another minute will start.

de in thus far is up forward." Almost it se

ness, one of the men within-a man in a yellow bullfight

e great Morales himself. "You are most welcome here, I assure

eyed American. Then in English, for suddenly the train had commenced t

rsed slow freight is about

he knees of the cuadrilla of bullfighters, pushed aside Morales, and leaped through the door. Staggering

me betwe

cried this man sharply.

tried to fling past him. A huge long-barre

in. "And you, you dog of a Frenchman! Quick! enter!

with it and flung himself headlong in upon the floor. Then he pulled h

can did n

a dodged his fist. He reversed the revolver in his hand and s

rattling near. Suddenly stooping, he tackled at the legs of the American, lifted him bodily into the air, and flung him back upon the flo

ing deeply, Jacinto Que

Depend upon it, my Felicidad, he will forgive you, he will relent. Until he does that, however, my mother will take care of you, and I will be your guardian angel, besides

her, he mounted. He dug his heels in the pony'

my Felicidad!" he remarked. "It wi

ship of their fast pace. "Jacques Ferou whispered to me that he would show me, once we got to Madr