When the sun had set I went down to the town with the intention of
finding Steele.
This task, considering I dared not make inquiries and must approach him
secretly, might turn out to be anything but easy.
While it was still light, I strolled up and down the main street. When
darkness set in I went into a hotel, bought cigars, sat around and
watched, without any clue.
Then I went into the next place. This was of a rough crude exterior, but
the inside was comparatively pretentious, and ablaze with lights.
It was full of men, coming and going--a dusty-booted crowd that smelled
of horses and smoke.
I sat down for a while, with wide eyes and open ears. Then I hunted up a
saloon, where most of the guests had been or were going. I found a great
square room lighted by six huge lamps, a bar at one side, and all the
floor space taken up by tables and chairs.
This must have been the gambling resort mentioned in the Ranger's letter
to Captain Neal and the one rumored to be owned by the mayor of Linrock.
This was the only gambling place of any size in southern Texas in which
I had noted the absence of Mexicans. There was some card playing going
on at this moment.
I stayed in there for a while, and knew that strangers were too common
in Linrock to be conspicuous.
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