A sacred right.It was almost noon when they arrived in Mexican Springs, where, according to the annexes to the deed of concession, they would find a provisional garrison. The caravan advanced through poorly stocked vegetable gardens and shacks. Groups of peasants, with their sunburned and backs bent over from fatigue, suspended their activities to watch them pass. Their eyes stood out in their faces darkened by the sun and dirt, showing a sad and worried look.
"Mexicans..." With a grimace of disgust, Hugg pulled the window shade to spare himself from that sickening vision. He shook his head while cursing, then spit toward the ground. It landed on Aaron's shoes. The old man started to protest, but the words caught in his throat when he met his eyes. A fierce hatred brooded in them.
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