He was the brother of Tamale Jose.

As he backed away from the cool touch of the weapon he thought out swiftly his revenge.

Some of his brother's old companions were at that moment drinking mescal in a saloon down the street, and they would be glad to see this Americano die.

He glanced past his house at the saloon and Hopalong misconstrued his thoughts.
"Shore, go home.

I'll just circulate around some for exercise.