Me, I thought to ride that way to-morrow and give the word of warning." "We're going there now," said Jack, with some difficulty holding the yellow horse quiet, while he shook hands with Valencia.

"Adios, Valencia.

If you ever come near our mine, remember that what we have will be yours also." "Gracias, gracias--adios--" He stood staring regretfully after them when they started erratically down the slope; erratically, because Solano preferred going backward or sidewise, or straight up and down, to going forward.

They were not two hundred yards away from the stable when Valencia overtook them, having saddled in haste that he might ride with them for a way.
"That caballo, he needs two to show him the way, Senors," grinned Valencia, to explain his coming.

"Me, I shall help to get him started, and we will say adios farther up the valley, unless the senors desire to ride to Senor Seem'son's cabin." "That's where we're headed for, believe it or not!" laughed Jack, who at that moment was going round and round in a circle.