He called Isidro. The clerk placed a card before Bryant for his
signature and gave him a check book. Then he laid the mortgage release
in front of Menocal, who signed and passed it to the engineer.

"You'll find it correct," the Mexican stated. "Isidro is a notary and
has filled out the acknowledgment."

Nevertheless, the visitor took care to read the paper and compare it
with his deed before he rose.

"Well, that ends my business for the afternoon," said he, "and I'll
take no more of your time. You understand where I stand, Mr. Menocal."

The latter gave a number of slow nods saying, "I understand, I
understand. Good day, Mr. Bryant. And remember that you have an
account with us and that the bank will be pleased to render you any
service possible."

Sleepily the banker, watching through the bank window, saw the young
man lead his horse across the street and once more disappear within
the courthouse. Then for some minutes he continued in somnolent
contemplation of the courthouse front. At last he called:

"Isidro, Isidro! Go find Joe García and tell him I wish to speak with
him in half an hour in my garden. Look for him at home and in the
saloon, but find him wherever he is. That man who just went out now,
Isidro,----"

"Yes," answered Isidro.