Before Jack could say a word, Cocom mysteriously slipped away, leaving the young man sorely puzzled as to his meaning.
"That confounded opal," he said, as he resumed his way towards the Casa Maraquando, "it meets one at every turn. They say opals are unlucky, and certainly the Chalchuih Tlatonac has not brought much luck to us as yet."
CHAPTER XII.
A NAVAL ENGAGEMENT—NEW STYLE.
"Wot! fightin'?" said the sailor man to me
(He was wooden-legged and close on eighty-three).
"Why, bless 'ee, sir, who knows what fightin' are,
When iron pots is classed as men-of-war,
And kittles sail the sea without a spar?
Such wessels were not seen at Trafalgar."
"Old Nelson!" said the sailor man to me