"The rurales are coming!" she shouted; and the men about them vanished as she led him away.
They turned a corner into a lane between dark houses.
"Why did you interfere?" she asked breathlessly.
"I don't know. Felt I had to," Walthew answered with some embarrassment.
"But you know who he is!"
"Yes; he's carrying the despatches. Still, he looked played out and he had got through."
"Through your friends!"
"I suppose so. It didn't seem to make much difference. Guess I've been foolish."
"You were generous, but generosity of that kind must be paid for," Blanca answered in a hard tone. "It will cost our people something, and, now that Gomez has got his orders, I don't know that we can leave the town."
"Grahame and I must find a way. But you'd be safer without us. I can't let you run into needless danger."