And it was very hot," said Mary V pensively, "and I was so tired that when I found I was close to Sinkhole camp I went on and rested there.

And before I left, that same Mexican came to the cabin, and Johnny didn't know him at all, because the Mexican said right away, 'I am the brother of Tomaso,' which, of course, was to introduce himself.

And then he saw me, and he said he had come to borrow some matches, and Johnny gave him some and he beat it.
And after I left, I had gone perhaps a mile when I happened to look back, and the same Mexican was riding in a hurry to the cabin.

So, of course, he had waited until I left.

And that was the man," she finished with some attention to the dramatic effect, "who told Johnny he would take him to where the airplane was sitting like a hawk--a broken-winged hawk--on the burning sands of Mexico." "Jerusalem!" Sudden paid tribute to the tale.