Never mind if Riggs has followed me.

I'll settle him." "Oh! Then you won't speak--have anything to do with him ?" "I won't if I can help it." Other passengers boarded the train, dusty, uncouth, ragged men, and some hard-featured, poorly clad women, marked by toil, and several more Mexicans.

With bustle and loud talk they found their several seats.
Then Helen saw Harve Riggs enter, burdened with much luggage.

He was a man of about medium height, of dark, flashy appearance, cultivating long black mustache and hair.

His apparel was striking, as it consisted of black frock-coat, black trousers stuffed in high, fancy-topped boots, an embroidered vest, and flowing tie, and a black sombrero.