It'll be you or Miguel--the Native Son, as they call him--and so far he's cast for another part.

That's the worst of Luck.

He won't talk about what he's going to do till he's all ready to do it." There was a little further discussion.

Ramon muttered a few sentences--rapid instructions, Annie-Many-Ponies believed from the tone he used.
"All right, I'll keep you posted," Bill Holmes replied in English.

And he added as he started off, "You can send word by the squaw." He went carefully back down the arroyo, keeping as much as possible in the shade.