"Yer lookin' on 'em up, I s'pect?"
"We shall take them, if we can."
"You see, I was right," continued Dick in Spanish to his companion. "They are here to take these horses."
"Then we'd better collect the prize and our stakes, and leave," replied Juan.
"Where shall we go?" asked Dick. "Arizona is getting uncomfortable for me, and your people across the Mexican line don't love you."
"Valgame Dios, no! Let's cross the river and go to San Diego or Los Angeles."
"Estar bueno. Come with us, youngster," he added, in English; "and, mind ye, keep a still tongue in yer head, or it'll go hard with yer."
Henry followed the men to the head of the race-course, where they received their prizes and the winnings, and withdrew to the river-bank. There they divided the money and held a conference.
"We'd better cross the river to-night and camp at El Rincon until morning, and then strike for Dos Palmas and the coast," said Dick.
"Shall we leave our monte and other stuff in town?" asked Juan.