"He looks like one. Wally, have you a
revolver with you?"
"Don't you dare!" cried Belle, covering her ears with her hands.
"He want to charge two pesos too much!" explained Inez, when she had
her breath. "It is not lawful!" and once more she expostulated in
Spanish.
The boatman, with a shrug of his shoulders, as much as to ask, "How
can one quarrel with a woman?" accepted the amount Inez picked out
from the change Mr. Robinson held out, and then they went ashore,
their luggage being put on the pier.
The boatman was sullen about the failure of his trick, until Mr.
Robinson, who was an experienced traveler, slipped him a coin, which
must have been large enough to make up for the disappointment, for
the man murmured: "Muchas gracias!" and fell to with a will to help
the travelers get their belongings into a carriage.
"What did he say to papa?" asked Bess, of Inez.
"Many thanks," translated the Spanish girl.
"I must practice that!" spoke Jack. "What else do you say in this
country, Inez?"
"Oh, many zings, Senor," and she blushed prettily. "It all depends
on what you want. But many here speak ze English as you do. Zere is
little trouble."
"What would I do if I wanted a glass of ice cream soda water?" asked
Walter. "And I feel like one now."
"Zere is not so much of your ice-cream soda here," went on Inez, "but
ozer drinks are of a goodness.
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