While the others were away Bull had also been doing some thinking, and
after Gordon went out for his evening stroll through the compound he
laid the results before them. "Say, I've placed that chap."
"Which chap?"
"Fellow with the pock-marks. D'you remember the mozo that held our
horses at Don Miguel's gate?"
"No-o-o--" Jake began, but with memory thus stimulated Sliver recalled
him.
"Julius Seize-her! you're right!" As the possibilities of the late
situation flashed upon him he gave a low whistle. "What an escape! We've
had some close calls in our time, but none to beat it. 'Twas lucky he
didn't recognize us, for he'd sure have peached, an' I wouldn't have
Lady-girl to know for a cold million."
"Nor me," Jake added. "But it ain't likely--now."
"Thank God for that!" Sliver exclaimed it with almost religious fervor.
With deep thankfulness Bull repeated it in his mind.