“When it has wings.”
“Ah, yes! When it has wings. And what is it for?”
“For a symbol to the people.”
“It is pretty.”
“Yes.”
“Ramón!” said Doña Carlota, “will you give me the key for the boat? Martin will row us out.”
He produced the key from under his sash.
“Where did you get that beautiful sash?” asked Kate.
It was the white sash with blue and brown-black bars, and with a heavy red fringe.
“This?” he said. “We wove it here.”