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The trail to Chira was long and hard They reached the little town at dusk and Carlos set out at once in search of his friend, Philip He found him easily He was half Mexican, half Pueblo He and Carlos chatted briskly in hybrid Spanish while the Americans watched the horses wade in the little river Visitors were so common in Chira that the newcomers attracted little or no attention

Carlos finally turned fro about it He says for us to coood cook"

The thought of a hot ladly to Philip's adobe rooms Here the half-breed left theone perhaps an hour when he returned with a bit of cloth in his hand, which he handed to Carlos with a few rapid sentences Carlos gave the scrap of cloth to DeWitt, who looked at it eagerly then gave a cry of joy It was Rhoda's handkerchief

"He found a little girl washing her doll with it at the river," said Carlos "She said she found it blowing along the street thisfor the door

"Coe, you don't want to get away very far And if they ain't, which way are you going?"

"Ask Philip where to go, Carlos," said DeWitt

He held the little htly while his heart beat heavily Once ht deeply, then he and Carlos talked rapidly together

"Philip says," reported Carlos, "that youthe river front so that if they have not gone you can catch theo visit every family as if I wanted to buy an outfit"

Darkness had settled on the little tohen the three Ail opposite the open face of the Pueblo along the river All that night they stood on guard but not a hu crossed their line of patrol