probably helping his countryman to escape--but they all do that,
you know."

"All right! If he's your man, that's enough," Dave told her. "Now
then, boys, it will soon be dark and we'll need some supper before
we start. It won't hurt Anto's horse to rest a bit, either. You
are under arrest," he added, addressing the latter. "You
understand what that means?"

"Si, senor!"

"I won't tie you unless--"

"No, senor!" Anto understood perfectly, and was grateful.

"Well, then, build a fire, and you, Panfilo, lend a hand. The
senora will need a cup of tea, for we three have a long ride ahead
of us."

No time was lost. Both Mexicans fell to with a will, and in a
surprisingly short time water was boiling. When it came Law's turn
to eat, Alaire, who was eager to be gone, directed her employee to
fetch the Ranger's horse. Panfilo acquiesced readily and buckled
on his cartridge-belt and six-shooter. He was about to pick up his
rifle, too, but finding Law's eyes inquiringly fixed upon him, he
turned with a shrug and disappeared down the arroyo. It was plain
that he considered his friendly relations well established and
resented the Ranger's suspicion.

"How long has that fellow been working for you?" Law jerked his