You know the situation as well as she does." "Ah, yes; possibly better." Poindexter darted a quick glance at the grave, sallow face of Don Jose, but detecting no unusual significance in his manner, continued, "As you see, she leaves this matter in my hands.

Let us talk like business men.
Have you any idea of purchasing this property ?" "Of purchasing, ah, no." Poindexter bent his brows, but quickly relaxed them with a smile of humorous forgiveness.

"If you have any other idea, Don Jose, I ought to warn you, as Mrs.Tucker's lawyer, that she is in legal possession here, and that nothing but her own act can change that position." "Ah, so." Irritated at the shrug which accompanied this, Poindexter continued haughtily, "If I am to understand, you have nothing to say--" "To say, ah, yes, possibly.

But"-- he glanced toward the door of Mrs.
Tucker's room--"not here." He stopped, appeared to recall himself, and with an apologetic smile and a studied but graceful gesture of invitation, he motioned to the gateway, and said, "Will you ride ?" "What can the fellow be up to ?" muttered Poindexter, as with an assenting nod he proceeded to remount his horse.

"If he wasn't an old hidalgo, I'd mistrust him.