Benito nodded to Robert Parker, whose hotel was rising, phoenix-like from its ashes.
"Things are coming along," he said with a gesture toward the buildings. "Have you seen anything of Dave Broderick?"
Parker shook the rain-drops from his hat. "Saw him going toward the Bella Union," he replied. "They say he's as good as elected. A fine State senator he'll make, too." Taking Benito's arm, he walked with him out of earshot of those nearby.
"Benito," his tone was grave. "They tell me you've resumed possession of your ranch."
"Yes," confirmed the younger. "Half a dozen of my old servants are there with Mrs. Windham and myself. I've bought a little stock on credit and all's going well."
For a moment Parker said nothing; then, almost in Benito's ear, he spoke a warning: "Do you know that McTurpin is back?"
CHAPTER XXVIII
ON THE TRAIL OF McTURPIN
Benito, in a mood of high excitement, strode uphill toward the Bella Union, pondering the significance of Parker's startling information.