The ranchero leads a free, easy life, burthened with few cares.
“Put your hands above your head,” commanded the Ranchero, sternly.
While the Ranchero was looking at Frank, the latter was narrowly watching the Ranchero.
He was wondering who had got the worst of the encounter—he or the Ranchero.
The ranchero went to open the door, which the newcomer threatened to break in.
The ranchero bit his lips on hearing them talk in a language he did not understand.
The season brought with it many cares as well as pleasures to the ranchero.
At a sign from him the ladies had discreetly retired, leaving him alone with the ranchero.
The ranchero did not require a repetition of this injunction.
Down to the shore came a ranchero attended by servants and ox carts.