"Home, William," she ordered the driver, and they departed from El Toro,
leaving Andre Loustalot standing on the sidewalk staring balefully after
them.
They were half-way home before Don Mike came out of the reverie into
which that glance of Loustalot's had, apparently, plunged him.
"Some day very soon," he said, "I shall have to kill that man or be
killed. And I'm sorry my guest, Mr. Okada, felt it incumbent upon
himself to interfere. If, between them, they have hurt Pablo, I shall
certainly reduce the extremely erroneous Japanese census records in
California by one."
XVII
John Parker and his wife, with the unsuspecting Okada, were lingering
over a late luncheon when Kay and Don Mike entered the dining-room.
"Well, you bold Spanish cavalier, what do you mean by running away with
my little girl?" Mrs. Parker demanded.
Before Farrel could reply, Kay answered for him.
"We've had quite a wild and woolly Western adventure, mother dear.
Have you seen Pablo since we left together?"
"I have," the lady replied. "He had Monsieur Loustalot in charge, and
related to us the details of the adventure up to the moment you and Mr.
Farrel left him with the prisoner while you two continued on to El
Toro. What happened in El Toro?"
"Don Mike succeeded in attaching Loustalot's bank-account," Kay
informed the company. "The loot will probably amount to something over
fifty thousand dollars.
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