"You did not miss it very far, Pedro."
"You knew then, señor, that I was the man?" the Mexican asked in surprise.
"Oh, yes; I knew that."
"And you did nothing?"
"Yes; I ducked behind a rock," laughed Gordon.
"But you make no move to arrest me?"
"No."
"But, if I should shoot again?"
"I expect to carry a rifle next time I go riding, Pedro."
The Mexican considered this.