"Pocahontas!" said Philip, in Jack's ear, as she approached. "Lucky man. I would I were Captain John Smith."
"What about Eulalia?"
"Oh, I can tell you about Eulalia," murmured Dr. Grench, a trifle maliciously.
"You'll do nothing of the sort, Peter," said Philip, sharply. "I will tell Jack all about it myself. You stick to your beetles and Doña Serafina."
"Doña Serafina!" cried Dolores, overhearing the name. "Oh, Señor Felipe, how I do wish to see my dear aunt."
"In a few minutes, Señorita. See, the boat is waiting. We will all go on shore at once."
"There seems to be a row on shore," remarked Jack, as they climbed down the side of the yacht.
"Dios!" exclaimed Rafael, laughing. "Cocom has told them all. The news is passing from mouth to mouth. Soon it will be all over the city. Harken to the cries, mis amigos."
"Vive el Americano! El opalo! Dios lo pague, Doña Dolores!"
"A shout for one, a shout for all," observed Jack, philosophically. "They should also shout, 'God reward Cocom!' for without Him we would not be here."