“Oh, nothing, dad,” Alice frowned at Walker. “Where are we going now.”
“Don’t know.” Adair took out his watch as he shook his head. He frowned. “Guess we can make it though,” he continued, laughing with the others at his own inconsistency.
CHAPTER XIX
FLOATING GARDENS
“Xochimilco or place of flowers. How lovely,” Nan spoke softly in the presence of the beauty before her.
Adair MacKenzie in his desire to introduce the girls to something that would make them forget the bullfight had brought them to one of the prettiest places in all Mexico. Now, he was looking exceedingly pleased with himself.
“Oh, daddy,” Alice too was thrilled at the spectacle before them. “Many, many times I’ve heard of the floating gardens of Mexico and I’ve always wanted to see them.”
“Well, there they are,” Adair said as off-handedly as possible under the circumstances. “Now you see them.”
They laughed at his matter-of-factness.