"Well, what else do I?" he growled, as he angrily turned his back on the speaker.
And, after this sally, he reloaded the game on his shoulders, and entered the other room.
"Lanzi is not amiable to-day," the Jaguar observed, when he found himself alone with Carmela.
"He is annoyed at meeting you here."
The young man frowned.
"Why so?" he asked.
Carmela blushed and looked down without answering.
The Jaguar looked at her searchingly for a moment.
"I understand," he said at last; "my presence in this hostelry displeases somebody—him, perhaps."
"Why should it displease him? He is not the master, I suppose."