“Oh, that is not so hard, Señorita. I have a cousin in Tampico, he works at Western Union. He’s part of the network.”
“Sí. We have a network all over Mexico, boys, women, men, children, we are Zapatistas and Villaistas, we can get news and messages out better than can the mail system.”
“I see.” She was amused. Esmeralda was a sophisticated revolutionary and all along, right under Marta’s nose. It was fascinating.
“Sí. So, I can get a telegram to anyone, anywhere, in one day or even less, if the boys are running fast.” She finished the cigarette and looked on at Marta. “Señorita, we have much to do. I know that Rebecca has found Dan George and Robert Curtin.” She watched Marta’s face. “Sí, they are good, Curtin is a good man, not bad, and not a Jew. He is as Catholic as us.” She regarded her comment and looked up at Marta. “Not that a Jew is bad, I don’t even know a Jew. But this Robert Curtin is not one.” She began pulling out Marta’s hunting clothes. “Here is what we must do.” The Mule Tamer III, Marta's Quest