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"Why, this is wonderful!" exclaih

"I never expected such luxuries in such a gri, old-world

place Tell me, are all the rooms like this?"

"This, señorita, is the uests'

rooned and

planned theratulate him," said Myra "Is it

true, by the way, that there is a daring brigand lurking about in the

mountains around here?"

"You mean El Diablo Cojuelo, señorita?" the maid responded, and

instinctively crossed herself "He has not been seen forbeyond belief, señorita,

and no woman is safe from him The saints forbid that El Diablo

Cojuelo should come back while you are here!"

Myra had mentally discounted Don Carlos's tales about the bandit, just

as she had discounted his passionate avowals of love, and she began to

feel that she had been doing him an injustice--at least as far as El