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"By noon we'll reach Tepatitlan, Cuquio tomorrow,
and then . . . on to the sierra!" Demetrio said.
"Don't you think it advisable to go to Aguascalientes
first, General" Luis Cervantes asked.
"What for"
"Our funds are melting slowly."
"Nonsense . . . forty thousand pesos in eight days!"
"Well, you see, just this week we recruited over five
hundred new men; all the money's gone in advance loans
and gratuities," Luis Cervantes answered in a low voice.
"No! We'll go straight to the sierra. We'll see later
on."
"Yes, to the sierra!" many of the men shouted.
"To the sierra! To the sierra! Hurrah for the mountains!"
The plains seemed to torture them; they spoke with
enthusiasm, almost with delirium, of the sierra. They
thought of the mountains as of a most desirable mistress
long since unvisited.
Dawn broke behind a cloud of fine reddish dust; the
sun rose an immense curtain of fiery purple. Luis Cervantes
pulled his reins and waited for Quail.
"What's the last word on our deal, Quail"
"I told you, Tenderfoot: two hundred for the watch
alone."
"No! I'll buy the lot: watches, rings, everything else.
How much"
Quail hesitated, turned slightly pale; then he cried
spiritedly:
"Two thousand in bills, for the whole business!"