"Felipe, I love you more because you hate him! I have seen and talked with him, and my pleasure would be to put a knife between his ribs!"
Again those boys embraced.
"Carlos, you can help me," said Felipe.
"How?"
"If we could meet him together in the dark and fall upon him. Together we could beat him down and nearly kill him. Then I would tell him that next time Felipe Jalisco would finish the job unless he paid to me that money. The gringoes are cowards. They laugh and pretend they are not afraid; but when real danger comes they have no courage at all."
"It would do me good to help you," said Carlos. "Have you a plan?"
"Could you not induce him to walk down here after dark? I would be waiting here, and would spring on him from behind."
"He does not like me. I fear he would not walk with me at all. I don't think it can be done."
"I must find a way to strike at him my first blow to-night."
"Wait," said Mendoza. "He will stay here overnight."