Pedro's brows arched in surprise. "You make gifts of such?"
"I give a weapon to whoever will ride with me and meet the rurales who murdered our people."
"I will ride, but only when Mangus Coloradus says to. He is still chief."
"Coward!" Geronimo spat.
Pedro's face tightened with anger, and he drew his knife. Geronimo grunted contemptuously and snatched at his own knife. Before either could make a thrust, Mangus Coloradus stepped between them.
"What insanity is this?" the chief thundered.
"I offered him his choice of weapons if he will return and fight the rurales!" Geronimo flared. "He will not go!"
"I will!" Pedro snapped. "But I wait until Mangus Coloradus leads!"
Mangus Coloradus whirled on Geronimo. "Have you turned fool?"