and his eyes gleamed with a dark fire。 Occasionally his delight at meeting； talking with Gale； dominated the other emotions； but not for long。 He had seated himself at a table near one of the doorlike windows leading into the street； and every little while he would glance sharply out。 Also he kept consulting his watch。
These details gradually grew upon Gale as Thorne talked。 〃George； it strikes me that you're upset；〃 said Dick； presently。 〃I seem to remember you as a cool…headed fellow whom nothing could disturb。 Has the army changed you？〃
Thorne laughed。 It was a laugh with a strange； high note。 It was recklessit hinted of exaltation。 He rose abruptly； he gave the water money to go for drinks； he looked into the saloon； and then into the street。 On this side of the house there was a porch opening on a plaza with trees and shrubbery and branches。 Thorne peered out one window； then another。 His actions were rapid。 Returning to the table； he put his hands upon it and leaned over to look closely into Gale's face。
〃I'm away from camp without leave；〃 he said。
〃Isn't that a serious offense？〃 asked Dick。
〃Serious？ For me； if I'm discovered； it means ruin。 There are rebels in town。 Any moment we might have trouble。 I ought to be ready for dutywithin call。 If I'm discovered it means arrest。 That means delaythe failure of my plansruin。〃
Gale was silenced by his friend's intensity。 Thorne bent over closer with his dark eyes searching bright。
〃we were old palsonce？〃
〃Surely；〃 replied Dick。
〃What would you say； Dick Gale； if I told you that you're the one man I'd rather have had come along than any other at this crisis of my life？〃
The earnest gaze； the passionate voice with its deep tremor drew Dick upright； thrilling and eager； conscious of strange； unfamiliar impetuosity。
〃Thorne； I should say I was glad to be the fellow；〃 replied Dick。
Their hands locked for a moment； and they sat down again with heads close over the table。
〃Listen；〃 began Thorne； in low； swift whisper； 〃a few days； a week agoit seems like a year！I was of some assistance to refugees fleeing from Mexico into the States。 They were all women； and one of them was dressed as a nun。 Quite by accident I saw her face。 It was that of a beautiful girl。 I observed she kept aloof from the others。 I suspected a disguise； and； when opportunity afforded； spoke to her； offered my services。 She replied to my poor efforts at Spanish in fluent English。 She had fled in terror from her home； some place down in Sinaloa。 Rebels are active there。 Her father was captured and held for ransom。 When the ransom was paid the rebels killed him。。 the leader of these rebels was a bandit named Rojas。 Long before the revolution began he had been feared by people of classloved by the peons。 Bandits are worshiped by the peons。 All of the famous bandits have robbed the rich and given to the poor。 Rojas saw the daughter； made off with her。 But she contrived to bribe her guards； and escaped almost immediately before any harm befell her。 She hid among friends。 Rojas nearly tore down the town in his efforts to find her。 Then she disguised herself； and traveled by horseback； stage； and train to Casita。
〃Her story fascinated me； and that one fleeting glimpse I had of her face I couldn't forget。 She had no friends here； no money。 She knew Rojas was trailing her。 This talk I had with her was at the railroad station； where all was bustle and confusion。 No one noticed us； so I thought。 I advised her to remove the disguise of a nun before she left the waiting…room。 And I got a boy to guide her。 But he fetched her to his house。 I had promised to come in the evening to talk over the situation with her。
〃I found her； Dick； and when I saw herI went stark； staring； raving mad over her。 She is the most beautiful； wonderful girl I ever saw。 Her name is Mercedes Castaneda； and she belongs to one of the old wealthy Spanish families。 She has lived abroad and in Havana。 She speaks French as well as English。 She isbut I must be brief。
〃Dick； think； think！ With Mercedes also it was love at first sight。 My plan is to marry her and get her farther to the interior； away from the border。 It may not be easy。 She's watched。 So am I。 It was impossible to see her without the women of this house knowing。 At first； perhaps； they had only curiosityan itch to gossip。 But the last two days there has been a change。 Since last night there's some powerful influence at work。 Oh； these Mexicans are subtle； mysterious！ After all； they are Spaniards。 They work in secret； in the dark。 They are dominated first by religion； then by gold； then by passion for a woman。 Rojas must have got word to his friends here； yesterday his gang of cutthroat rebels arrived； and to…day he came。 When I learned that； I took my chance and left camp I hunted up a priest。 He promised to come here。 It's time he's due。 But I'm afraid he'll be stopped。〃
〃Thorne； why don't you take the girl and get married without waiting； without running these risks？〃 said Dick。
〃I fear it's too late now。 I should have done that last night。 You see； we're over the line〃
〃Are we in Mexican territory now？〃 queried Gale； sharply。
〃I guess yes； old boy。 That's what complicates it。 Rojas and his rebels have Casita in their hands。 But Rojas without his rebels would be able to stop me； get the girl； and make for his mountain haunts。 If Mercedes is really watchedif her identity is known； which I am sure is the casewe couldn't get far from this house before I'd be knifed and she seized。〃
〃Good Heavens！ Thorne； can that sort of thing happen less than a stone's throw from the United States line？〃 asked Gale； incredulously。
〃It can happen； and don't you forget it。 You don't seem to realize the power these guerrilla leaders； these rebel captains； and particularly these bandits； exercise over the mass of Mexicans。 A bandit is a man of honor in Mexico。 He is feared； envied； loved。 In the hearts of the people he stands next to the national idolthe bull…fighter； the matador。 The race has a wild； barbarian； bloody strain。 Take Quinteros； for instance。 He was a peon； a slave。 He became a famous bandit。 At the outbreak of the revolution he proclaimed himself a leader； and with a band of followers he devastated whole counties。 The opposition to federal forces was only a blind to rob and riot and carry off women。 The motto of this man and his followers was： 'Let us enjoy ourselves while we may！'
〃There are other bandits besides Quinteros； not so famous or such great leaders； but just as bloodthirsty。 I've seen Rojas。 He's a handsome； bold sneering devil； vainer than any peacock。 He decks himself in gold lace and sliver trappings； in all the finery he can steal。 He was one of the rebels who helped sack Sinaloa and carry off half a million in money and valuables。 Rojas spends gold like he spills blood。 But he is chiefly famous for abducting women。 the peon girls consider it an honor to be ridden off with。 Rojas has shown a penchant for girls of the better class。〃
Thorne wiped the perspiration from his pale face and bent a dark gaze out of the window before he resumed his talk。
〃Consider what the position of Mercedes really is。 I can't get any help from our side of the line。 If so； I don't know where。 The population on that side is mostly Mexican； absolutely in sympathy with whatever actuates those on this side。 The whole caboodle of Greasers on both sides belong to the class in sympathy with the rebels； the class that secretly respects men like Rojas； and hates an aristocrat like Mercedes。 They would conspire to throw her into his power。 Rojas can turn all the hidden underground influences to his ends。 Unless I thwart him he'll get Mercedes as easily as he can light a cigarette。 But I'll kill him or some of his gang or her before I let him get her。 。 。 。 This is the situation； old friend。 I've little time to spare。 I face arrest for desertion。 Rojas is in town。 I think I was followed to this hotel。 The priest has betrayed me or has been stopped。 Mercedes is here alone； waiting； absolutely dependent upon me to save her fromfrom。。。。She's the sweetest； loveliest girl！。。。In a few momentssooner or later there'll be hell here！ Dick； are you with me？〃
Dick Gale drew a long； deep breath。 A coldness； a lethargy； an indifference that had weighed upon him for months had passed out of his being。 On the instant he could not speak； but his hand closed powerfully upon his friend's。 Thorne's face changed wonderfully； the distress； the fear； the appeal all vanishing in a smile of passionate gratefulness。
Then Dick's gaze； attracted by some slight sound； shot over his friend's shoulder to see a face at the windowa handsome； bold； sneering face； with glittering dark eyes that flashed in sinister intentness。
Dick stiffened in his seat。 Thorne； with sudden clenching of hands； wheeled toward the window。
〃Rojas！〃 he whispered。
Chapter II
Mercedes Castaneda
The dark face vanished。 Dick Gale heard footsteps and the tinkle of spurs。 He strode to the window； and was in time to see a Mexican swagger into the front door of the saloon。 Dick had only a glimpse； but in that he saw a huge black sombrero with a gaudy band； the back of a short； tight…fitting jacket； a heavy pearl…handled gun swinging with a fringe of sash； and close…fitting trousers spreading wide at the bottom。 There were men passing in the street； also several Mexicans lounging against the hitching…rail at the curb。
〃Did you see him？ Where did he go？〃 whispered Thorne； as he joined Gale。 〃Those Greasers out there with the cartridge belts crossed over their breaststhey are rebels。〃
〃I think he went into the saloon；〃 replied Dick。 〃He had a gun； but for all I can see the Greasers out there are unarmed。〃
〃Never believe it！ There！ Look； Dick！ That fellow's a guard； though he seems so unconcerned。 See； he has a short carbine； almost concealed。。。。There's another Greaser farther down the path。 I'm afraid Rojas has the house spotted。〃
〃If we could only be sure。〃
〃I'm sure； Dick。 Let's cross the hall； I want to see how it looks from the other side of the house。〃
Gale followed Thor