Mr.Duff, I ask you for the last time, will you have your men take down the tents and remove them ?" "I won't!" snarled the gambler.
"Mr.Rivers!" called Tom.
"Yes, sir," replied the foreman, stepping forward.
"Mr.Rivers, take twenty-five laborers and bring the tents down at once.
Be careful to see that no damage is done.

As soon as they are down you will load them on the wagons." "Yes, sir." "On second thought, you had better take fifty men.

See that the work is done as promptly as possible." The Mexicans, who were in the majority, and nearly all of whom were wildly eager to gamble as soon as their money arrived, stirred uneasily.

They might have interfered, but Foreman Mendoza ran among his countrymen, calling out to them vigorously in Spanish, and with so much emphasis that the men sullenly withdrew.
Foreman Rivers speedily had his fifty men, together, none of whom were Mexicans.
"Touch a single guy-rope at your peril!" warned Jim Duff menacingly, but big Superintendent Hawkins seized the gambler by the shoulders, gently, though, firmly, removing him from the vicinity of the tents.
All in a flash the work was done.

Canvas and poles were loaded on to the wagons.