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sounded with unusual clearness as he threw the money clown on the table with a cheerful clink. Wilson glanced at his pre-occupied companion.
"Something doing over there," he remarked. "Guess I'll have to go over and see who "Spotty" is cleaning up this time, the soldier or the greaser/'
He rose as he spoke and lounged over to join the on-lookers, and to offer to back the shrewd-looking cavalryman against the professional gambler, between whom the Mexican and the ranger were faring rather badly.
At the table, alone, Jack carefully pulled a faded rose from his pocket and looked at it long and lovingly. He did not see Santiago enter, followed by his pretty daughter offering some quaint pottery for sale.
Straight to the gambling table went the gaudily dressed Peon. The maiden hesitated, then paused in surprise. There, right before her, was her "Americano" — the one with the beautiful smile — to whom she had given a
rose as symbol of her favor. As she looked, she saw him press the flower to his lips and replace it in his breast. Slowly she moved toward him.
"Ay, senor, I theenk you reech. You buy vase, no?" she inquired, sweetly, with downcast eyes, as she exhibited her wares.
Jack sprang to his feet. Quickly he grasped the little hand that held the vase and pressed it fondly.
"No, no," whispered the girl in evident alarm, as she thrust a smaller vase into his hand. "Si, senor buy it, he like it well.
But Jack turned to the other and larger vase in preference. Again Rosa interposed.
"I no theenk you like that. Much better is the little one/' indicating a scrap of a note hidden within the vase.
The gay colors of the girl's feastday attire made her more than usually irresistible.
"Mi muy querida prima !" whispered