When he quarrel and fight, I say 'Go! Vamos! Get out!'" "And very good rules they are too, Miss Mendez." Jovita fixed her shining black eyes on the smiling Parks.

"And when he say, 'No, nevarre, damn the rules!' When he come drunk, remain drunk, play high and fight, YOU will not poonish him?
YOU will not take him out ?" "Well, you see, the fact is, I have not the power." "Are you not the Alcalde ?" "No.

There is a Justice of the Peace at Fiddletown, but even he could do nothing to enforce your rules.

But if anything should happen, you can make a complaint to him." "Bueno.

You have not the power; I have.