"About a job he promised me."
"And you, Senorita Evelyn, why are you going over tonight?"
"Well—to be damn truthful, Senor, I'm going over for a drink," answered Evelyn.
"That is a very good reason, Senorita—Gratias!"
The men moved slowly through the car, going through every bundle and package, regardless of size, whether it be large or small, making men stand up, and feeling them over for firearms, finally leaving the car to ramble its way on to town.
"My Heavens, they are particular tonight," said Pearl.
"They will be that way until the war is over, and what good it does, I don't know," answered Evelyn.
Juarez, since the reports of the war, and the warning for Americans to stay on their own side, there were twice as many people in the bars as there usually were at this hour of the evening. They stayed on the car until they arrived at the Lobby No. 2, where they got off the car, with Pearl holding her head down so that no one might see the black eye.
"I wonder what Harry will say when he sees my shiner?"
"Black eyes are nothing new to Harry."