Bitter hate, desperate resolve, marked his every action, although he sought to appear indifferent.

The girl's lips were compressed, and her eyes met his firmly.
"The way is clear," she said, "and, listen to my warning, _senor_.

We are going straight along the north side of your cabin there, until we reach the door.

For about twenty feet we shall be exposed to view from that other cabin, if any of your men are there.

If you dare utter a sound, or make a motion, this man will shoot you dead in your tracks--do you understand ?" His look was ugly enough, although he compelled the thin lips to smile.
"Quite clearly--yes; but pardon me if I doubt.