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Pah! but it vas fight all de time vid you, was n't it, senor? Biff,
bang, kill; ver' bad," and she clapped her gauntleted hands together
sharply. "But not me; I vas only girl; no gun, no knife--see. I just
like know more 'bout mine--Americano's mine; you show me how it vork.
_Sabe_?"
Stutter appeared puzzled, doubtful.
"Mexicana?" he questioned, kicking a piece of rock with his heavy boot.
"Si, senor, but I speak de English ver' good. I Mercedes Morales, an'
I like ver' much de brav' Americanos. I like de red hair, too,
senor--in Mexico it all de same color like dis," and she shook out her
own curling ebon locks in sudden shower. "I tink de red hair vas more
beautiful."
Mr. Brown was not greatly accustomed to having his rather fiery
top-knot thus openly referred to in tones of evident admiration. It
was a subject he naturally felt somewhat sensitive about, and in spite
of the open honesty of the young girl's face, he could not help
doubting for a moment the sincerity of her speech.


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