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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Desert Gold by Zane Grey: I'm leaving Mercedes in your charge, subject, of course, to advice
from Belding. Take care of her, Dick, for my life is wrapped up
in her. By all means keep her from being seen by Mexicans. We
are sitting tight here--nothing doing. If some action doesn't come
soon, it'll be darned strange. Things are centering this way.
There's scrapping right along, and people have begun to move.
We're still patrolling the line eastward of Casita. It'll be
impossible to keep any tab on the line west of Casita, for it's
too rough. That cactus desert is awful. Cowboys or rangers
with desert-bred horses might keep raiders and smugglers from crossing.
But if cavalrymen could stand that waterless wilderness, which I doubt much,
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