"D' ye know these critters?"
"The black is my brother's, the light is mine."
"Lookin' on 'em up, I s'pect?"
"We shall take them, if we can."
"You see, I was right," continued Dick to his companion, in Spanish. "They came here to take these horses."
"Then we better call for the prize, collect our stakes, and leave," said Juan.
"Where shall we go?" asked Dick. "Arizona's getting uncomfortable for me, and your kin across the Mexican line don't love you."
"Valgame Dios, no! Let's cross the river and go to San Diego or Los Angeles."
"Estar bueno. Come with us, youngster," he added, in English; "and mind ye keep a quiet tongue in yer head or ye'll have no head to wag it in after ye've spoke."
Henry followed the men to the head of the race-course, where they received their prizes and winnings, and withdrew to the river-bank. There they divided the money and held a conference.