master's wishes. The rest scattered about in search of
food.

Remigia offered them all she had, chili and tortillas.

"Imagine! I had eggs, chickens, even a goat and her
kid, but those damn soldiers wiped me out clean."

Then, making a trumpet of her hands, she drew near
Anastasio and murmured in his ear:

"Imagine, they even carried away Senora Nieves'
little girl!"



V


Suddenly awakening, Quail opened his eyes and
stood up.

"Montanez, did you hear? A shot, Montanez! Hey,
Montanez, get up!"

He shook him vigorously until Montanez ceased
snoring and in turn woke up.

"What in the name of . . . Now you're at it again,
damn it. I tell you there aren't ghosts any more," An-