“No, not much,” replied Mabel slowly. “We knew it must have been locked accidentally.”
“Of course,” replied the woman. “Now would you care to wash up a bit? Dinner will be ready in fifteen minutes.”
The girls nodded and the woman led the way. Fifteen minutes later all were seated in the cozy dining room, where Shirley and Mabel had their first introduction to Mexican cooking.
Each girl sampled everything that was placed before her, and in spite of their efforts to try and enjoy the meal, disappointment was written large on their features. Mrs. Sebastian noticed this and laughed, while the donna and her husband smiled slightly.
“So you don’t like the Mexican dishes,” said Mrs. Sebastian.
“Well, they are a little too hot for me,” said Shirley, somewhat ruefully.
“Try some of these tortillas,” said the man, “perhaps you will find them to your liking, though they are warm.”
The girls tried some, but with no better result. They finally gave up in despair.
The meal over, Mrs. Sebastian led the way back to the other room, which apparently was the parlor. Here all sat down to talk and the girls spent a very pleasant afternoon.
Finally Shirley looked at her watch. “What time did Captain Anderson say we would leave?” she asked of Mrs. Sebastian.