Angel in Exile Page #3

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has to make...

before he can get one penny

from the mint.

Here... listen to this part...

The gold referred to herein was obtained

by mining or panning...

...and no part thereof has been held

by this depositor...

.. in non-compliance of the Act of march 1933

No part of such gold has ever entered

into monetary or industrial use.

Every single deposit of 5 gross ounces or more

has to be sworn to, Mr Dakin.

And do you know who

has to countersign it?

An examiner... a notary public...

Me.

And they trust me, Mr Dakin.

With ME checking your gold in,

you'll be perfectly safe.

Think of it THAT way.

One half of what you get.

For safety.

Safety?

Well, I'll be as interested in seeing

you succeed in this thing as you are.

Then... everything's settled?

Seems that way, doesn't it?

Thanks.

You're a very reasonable man.

But then, one must be reasonable,

when there's so much involved.

You probably have at least $50,000.

You're $950,000 off, Mr Higgins.

A million!?

Why the reward alone would

probably set a man up for life.

Maybe at least $100,000.

I didn't... I mean... no...

I wouldn't do a thing like that.

I understand, Mr Higgins.

I picked up a little sample...

Thought it might come in handy

for an assay report.

Or do we need that?

No... definitely not.

The last thing in the world you want...

...is for a professional assayer

to go over this stuff.

Why, it's absolutely dynamite

in this form, Mr Dakin.

Any government expert could tell

it didn't come from the Durango.

That's why you have to mill it up here.

A little at a time.

Run it over mercury,

and recover it in a retort.

That way it will be in amalgam form,

and hard to trace.

Probably be able to send the amalgam

direst to the mint.

There'll be no need for it to go

through anybody else's hands.

And no lumps... pulverize this stuff

before you salt it.

Incidentally, I'd better hire a couple of men

for you when I go back.

I'll take care of that myself.

It's entirely up to you,

of course...

But I could save you

a trip to town.

I don't have to go to town.

Ever heard of a little place called San Gabriel...

up there in the hills?

San Gabriel?...

Yes, seems to me I have.

A few shepherds... Mexicans...

live up there, don't they?

Say, do you mind me asking why

you didn't change your name, Mr Dakin?

Oh yes... You've paid your debt

to society.

Suppose we leave it that way.

What society doesn't know,

won't hurt it.

I'll be up again tomorrow.

You'll need a lot of mercury,

and a retort.

In the meantime, rig up

an amalgamating table.

About a mile above here, I'd say...

Come on.

Aren't we gonna ride up?

In this coffee-grinder?

They'd hear us comin' a mile away.

Carmencita... it's a long time

since I've seen you.

Not since the broken arm, eh?

What a gay bandage!

What a wound!

How did this dreadful injury occur?

Rafael Lpez bit me.

Rafael Lpez is a monster!

To go around biting the fingers

of little girls.

And why did Rafael Lpez bite you?

Because I hit him in the face

with a tortilla...

...I think.

Nevertheless, Rafael Lpez

is a barbarian, eh?

Alright, Carmencita... that's all.

Seorita, I will pay now.

Oh... what a beautiful flower.

I will give you a receipt.

Carmencita Mesales... For services rendered...

one flower.

Gracias, Seorita Chavez.

Ah... Seor Dakin!

Come in! Come in!

El chaqueta, pap.

- Oh, Seor Dakin!

- Hello.. thank you

I hope I'm not interrupting anything.

No... come in my friend...

You are welcome.

Sintese, seor.

Thank you very much.

Nothing wrong at the mine, I hope.

No... no... everything's fine.

I'm glad to hear that.

Stop it!...

Wine, Raquel!

Tell me, have you started production yet?

As a matter of fact, Doctor,

that's what I came to see you about.

We're so far ahead in production

that my partner and I can't handle it...

We need some help.

That's wonderful, my friend!

You said, the other day, you might be able

to get us a few men, here in town.

Well, of course, only...

Only what, Doctor?

There may be a problem.

Well, I'm willing to pay

anything you ask.

No, it's not that, my friend...

I'm sure we can find the men for you...

But a few of them may not

take your mine seriously.

- I mean...

- I know what you mean.

Mr Dakin, you make me feel like The Devil

trying to shake the faith of the saint.

I have shamed myself...

Forgive me!

You ask for a few men...

alright... you shall have them.

Now, is there anything else

I can do for you?

Well, we'll be doing our milling

at the mine...

We'll be needing an amalgamating table.

Amalgamating table?

Well, I don't know...

Ysidro lvarez!

Ysidro lvarez... he would have one.

Only he might not even know

where to find it.

A wonderful man, Seor Dakin.

Many years ago,

he was a miner himself.

If there is such a table

anywhere in these mountains...

...he will know of it!

My daughter is right, seor...

Ysidro is your man, believe me!

Where can I find Seor...

Alvarez? I will take you, Seor Dakin.

- It is not far.

- Oh, fine... thanks!

Unless you need me here, Father.

No... go on!...

Thanks a lot, Doctor.

Ysidro!

This is Mr Dakin.

Cmo lo haces!

He has claimed the Durango,

and wants an amalgamating table.

Ysidro!

Es muy grosero de que te ras.

Ysidro!

Seorita...

Slo de pensarlo me hace rer!

What did he say?

Excuse me, seor...

But you are wanting an amalgamation table

for the Durango!

To me it seems entirely reasonable.

Seorita... I know that mine...

And believe me... in my own mouth

there is more gold.

Well then I take it, you don't have

the kind of table I'm looking for.

Do you know anybody

the might have one?

Thanks a lot.

Listen... you serious you need it?

Yeah.

Well...

I have one.

It's not in very good shape.

Come... just take a look.

Oh... This an amalgamating table?

Of course no...

That's an old Indian dish!

Now... there is a table.

I made it myself...

Still good like 20 years ago.

What'll you take for it?

That's a good table...

one leg or two.

Perhaps... I don't know...

What's the matter?

I have... a conscience.

But you said the table was still good.

It is, Seorita... it is!

But, believe me, seor...

I would give you my table...

I work in your mine for bread alone...

if that can help you, but...

Look... I brought some ore

from the Durango...

You want to assay it up here?

Nothing to it...

I'll pan it.

How long will it take?

Maybe an hour.

Maybe less.

I'll tell you what I'll do...

I'll leave it up here with you,

and you look it over.

If you don't find any gold in it...

I'll take it like a man.

But if by some chance

you DO find gold...

I'll pick up the table.

How about it?

No sense, seor... Alright!

I'll do it.

And look it over hard, Ysidro.

I will, Seorita!

I will!

- I'm sorry...

-Why?

Because everyone thinks

so little of your mine.

Sometimes I get a little discouraged, but...

Don't be discouraged, Seor Dakin.

Never be discouraged.

Well, what shall we do

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