CHAPTER XXXII thought that he would drop, for a minute, but when I stepped to him, Pepillo turned and give me a look of hate and scorn and disgust that stopped me short. And then he turned around and walked right out of the room. I glanced at this Almadares, and the very first thing that I seen was that his eyes was not black after all, but a very dark brown; exactly like the eyes of Pepillo. And at that, an explanation of everything jumped through my mind. It was so clear that fire couldn’t have been truer. It was so bright a truth that it dazzled me.
I says, rather husky: “Shorty, I want you to put this Almadares down in the same room where young Dance was kept. Put him down there, and you and Rusty keep turns guarding him. You might as well stay at the mouth of the tunnel, because ther
