"Si, senhor. Immediatamente. Antonio—Jorge—Rosario! And you, too, Meldo—vem cà! Carry the bundles of the gentlemen to the hotel, presto! Proceed, senhores. I, Joao d'Almeida Magalhaes Nabuco Pestana da Fonseca, will remain here on guard until all your possessions have been transported. Proceed without fear."
CHAPTER III.
THE VOICE OF THE WILDS
McKay, eyes twinkling again, awaited them at the top of the hotel's street ladder.
"Rooms any good, Rod?" hailed Knowlton.
"Best in the house, Merry."
"See any insects in the beds?"
"Nary a bug—in the beds." The twinkle grew. "Didn't look in the bureaus or behind the mirrors. Come look 'em over."
Entering a sizable room evidently used for dining—for its chief articles of furniture were two tables made from planed palm trunks—McKay waved a hand toward a row of four doorways on the right.