e flung at her, "to take that white throat of yours
in my two hands and choke you!"

The words startled her, seemed to astound, bewilder.

"You think that you--that any man--could do that?" It was hardly more
than a whisper full of incredulity.

"Well, I don't suppose that I would, anyway," he admitted. "But look
here: I've got some riding ahead of me and I'm dog tired and want a
wink of sleep. Suppose we get this foolishness over with. What do you
want?"

"I want you. To go with me to my place where there are dangers to me;
yes, even to me. I know the man you are and in what I could trust you
and in what I could not. I would make your fortune for you." Again
she looked curiously at him. "Under the hand of Zoraida Castelmar you
could rise high, Senor Kendric."

He shook his head impatiently before she had done and again at the end.

"I am no woman's man," he told her steadily, "and I want no place as
any woman's watchdog. Offer me what you please, a thousand dollars a
day, and I'll say no."

From its place under his left arm pit he brought out a heavy caliber
revolver, toying with it while he spoke. Her look ran from the black
metal barrel to his face.

"Do you think you can frighten me?" she demanded.

"I don't mean to try. I'll shoot off the lock and the hinges and if
the door still stands up I'll keep on shooting until the hotel man
comes and lets me out." He put the muzzle of the gun at the lock.

"Wait!" She sprang to her feet. "I will open for you." She brushed
by him and rapped with her knuckles on the door. Beyond was a sound of
a bolt being slipped, of a bar grinding in its sockets. "One thing
only and you can go: When you come before me again it may be you who
begs for favors! And it will be I who grant or withhold as it may
appear wise to me."

"Witch, are you?" he jeered. "A professional reader of fortunes? God
knows you've got the place fixed up like it!"

"Maybe," she returned serenely, "I am more than witch. Maybe I do read
that which is hidden. _Quien sabe_, Senor Kendric, scorner of ladies?
At least," and again her laughter tantalized him, "I knew where to find
you tonight; I knew you would win from Ruiz Rios; I knew I would win
from you; I knew you would refuse to come to me and then would come.
All this I knew when you took your ten thousand from the bank down in
Mexico and rode toward the border. Further," and he was baffled to
know whether she meant what her wo