Don Abrahan seemed to beam kindly on the captain, a brightness in his eyes that was like the reflection of inner laughter. Captain Welliver's anger rose black to his face again, and cooled and fell when he saw the Mexican magistrate unmoved and serene, his face softened by the hidden laughter in his eyes as if his heart were warm within him in the satisfaction of some worthy deed.
"That's why you done it, was it? you damned old humanitarian!" Captain Welliver said.
"It will be time to get to business," said Don Abrahan, glancing up at the sun.
