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Chapter 9
Maybeyouwould,”thedoctorsaid,witharoughnessoftoneintendedtohidethesinkingofhisheartandthefalteringofhisvoice.“AllIknowis,thatyouhadbettergetawayfromhere.SomeofSotillo’smenmayturnupherelookingforme.”
Heslippedoffthetable,listeningintently.TheCapataz,too,stoodup.
“SupposeIwenttoCayta,whatwouldyoudomeantime?”heasked.
“IwouldgotoSotillodirectlyyouhadleft—inthewayIamthinkingof.”
“Averygoodway—ifonlythatengineer-in-chiefconsents.Remindhim,senor,thatIlookedaftertheoldrichEnglishmanwhopaysfortherailway,andthatIsavedthelivesofsomeofhispeoplethattimewhenagangofthievescamefromthesouthtowreckoneofhispay-trains.ItwasIwhodiscovereditallattheriskofmylife,bypretendingtoenterintotheirplans.JustasyouaredoingwithSotillo.”
“Yes.Yes,ofcourse.ButIcanofferhimbetterarguments,”thedoctorsaid,hastily.“Leaveittome.”
“Ah,yes!True.Iamnothing.”
“Notatall.Youareeverything.”
Theymovedafewpacestowardsthedoor.BehindthemthelateSenorHirschpreservedtheimmobilityofadisregardedman.
“Thatwillbeallright.Iknowwhattosaytotheengineer,”pursuedthedoctor,inalowtone.“MydifficultywillbewithSotillo.”
AndDr.
