"Yes. Shall I go now? I will need a hundred pesos. That is for a deposit on the truck."
Tony opened his billfold. "Let's see. That's fifty dollars. Is American money all right?"
Angel smiled. "American money is always all right, everywhere. I will get a truck and then come to the airport. Yes?"
"Yes. And glad to have you with us," Rick said.
Scotty and Tony echoed his remark and they shook hands all around. Angel tucked the pesos into his wallet and hurried out.
"Good deal," Scotty said. "He's a lot of man. Notice those shoulders? And his hands show he's used to work. I like him."
Rick and Tony did, too, and said so. "I feel better about him going off alone with our stuff," Rick said.
"Except for the SS," Scotty added, referring to the earth scanner. "You heard what he said about the road to Baguio? That's a delicate gadget and we don't want it banged around too much."
"You've got a point," Rick agreed. "Suppose we take it with us in the plane?"
"Good idea." Scotty rose. "Tony, we'll go on to the airport and meet you here about eleven thirty. Okay?"