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Chapter 29

           Itwasbuthisoccasionalsleeping-place;duringthoseintervalsofinactivitywhen,bythedisposalofadroveofcapturedmustangs,hecouldaffordtostayforatimewithinthelimitsofthesettlement,indulginginsuchgrosspleasuresasitsproximityafforded.

           Calhounwasfortunateinfindinghimathome;thoughnotquitesofortunateastofindhiminastateofsobriety.Hewasnotexactlyintoxicatedhaving,afteraprolongedspellofsleep,partiallyrecoveredfromthis,thehabitualconditionofhisexistence.

           "H’lañor!"heexclaimedinhisprovincialpatois,slurringthesalutation,ashisvisitordarkenedthedoorofthejacalé."P’rDios!Who’dhaveexpectedtoseeyou?Sientese!Beseated.Takeachair.There’sone.Achair!Ha!ha!ha!"

           Thelaughwascalledupatcontemplationofthatwhichhehadfacetiouslytermedachair.Itwastheskullofamustang,intendedtoserveassuch;andwhich,withanothersimilarpiece,arudetableofcleftyucca-tree,andacouchofcanereeds,uponwhichtheownerofthejacaléwasreclining,constitutedthesolefurnitureofMiguelDiaz’sdwelling.

           Calhoun,fatiguedwithhishaltingpromenade,acceptedtheinvitationofhishost,andsatedownuponthehorse-skull.

           Hedidnotpermitmuchtimetopass,beforeenteringupontheobjectofhiserrand.

           "SeñorDiaz!"saidhe,"Ihavecomefor"

           "SeñorAmericano!"exclaimedthehalf-drunkenhorse-hunter,cuttingshorttheexplanation,"whywastewordsuponthat?Carrambo!Iknowwellenoughforwhatyou’vecome.

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