Meg. What did she say?
Coq. She cried "The Gringo flies!"
And pointed there.
Mas. [Returning] The upper gate is fast.
He went that way. [Nods left] Beneath the cypresses
Into the maguey fields.
A man. He'll not get far.
He has no water.
Meg. He will die in th' brush,
And I shall never know it. Alive or dead,
He must be found. I'll flog a man a day,
Until I see his bones.
Gon. [Coming up] He is not here.
We've looked in all the huts.
Meg. Ipparro?
Ipp. Sir!
Meg. Send men abroad, for fifty miles about,
To put the haciendas on the watch.
He must come in for water. Choose good men,
Who ride, and see no wenches by the way.
Coq. My lord, I've served you long——