But at that moment, Pedro called to his master, and Don Ernesto turned about. So did Mr. Hampton and the boys.
The door had been opened to admit Prince Huaca. He stood within the room, while the door swung to again behind him, his face inscrutable. After a moment of hesitation, Don Ernesto advanced to meet him.
“We have been looking,” he began.
Prince Huaca bowed slightly.
“Yes?”
“At your great festival.”
Prince Huaca smiled.
“For the common people.”
“I do not understand.”
“Perhaps, some day——”