"I told you, Tenderfoot: two hundred for the watch alone."
"No! I'll buy the lot: watches, rings, everything else. How much?"
Quail hesitated, turned slightly pale; then he cried spiritedly:
"Two thousand in bills, for the whole business!"
Luis Cervantes gave himself away. His eyes shone with such an obvious greed that Quail recanted and said:
"Oh, I was just fooling you. I won't sell nothing! Just the watch, see? And that's only because I owe Pancracio two hundred. He beat me at cards last night!"
Luis Cervantes pulled out four crisp "double-face" bills of Villa's issue and placed them in Quail's hands.
"I'd like to buy the lot.... Besides, nobody will offer you more than that!"
As the sun began to beat down upon them, Manteca suddenly shouted:
"Ho, Blondie, your orderly says he doesn't care to go on living. He says he's too damned tired to walk."