"I have not deserved this.

And, though I have been a stupid servant, you have not once beaten me with your canes." "If you can find the canes you may keep them, then, as a souvenir of what you didn't get," laughed Reade.

"And now, Nicolas, we must hasten, or we shall lose our trains." The Mexican would have said more, but he was too dazed.

In his left hand he held ten dollars in American money, about the same thing as twenty in Mexican coin.

It was more money than he had ever held of his own before--it was almost a fortune.