Uncle Henry, however, had a strange apprehension, and wheeled about, facing Lopez.
"You ain't goin' to take it back from me, are you?" he inquired.
"No, Ooncle Hennery," the bandit laughed, "she is yours for keeps. Zat is all. You may go!" And he waved him out. "And you," to Hardy. "Pedro, show zem into ze open space!"
"'Im too?" asked Pedro, indicating Morgan Pell who stood, as though made of stone, in one corner.
"Poco tiempo!" the bandit said.
"Debommultalo!" his henchman replied.
"Si," Lopez smiled. And Pedro got the invalid and the lanky Hardy through the door, as a woman might have swept two geese from her path.
Left alone with the bandit, Pell remarked:
"Look here, there must be some way to settle this thing." But he had grave fears.
"To zat, I 'ave come at last," the bandit replied with an emphasis that could not be mistaken.