The old man bowed his head.
"Muchos gracias, caballero!" said the Mexican, gently.
"That's off our minds, Mr. Smith."
"Mostly known as Jesse," said my husband.
"Jesse. We bin consulting, and we agree you're the only man here we'd care to ask favors of."
"I'm your friend all right."
"Jesse, if we don't escape, we are due to pass in our chips."
"I'm not going to help you escape."
"Wall, you haven't helped our escape to any great extent, so far as I know."
Jesse chuckled.