"Hold on, now; this is no lesson. You talk English. Now about this guide business. You will let me be guide if I turn over the profits; that is agreed?"
"Yes." Pietro wished the flask had been twice as large.
"All right; that's fixed. By the way, Pietro, did you ever see the princess?"
Pietro looked into the bowl of his pipe. "No; she not come here; never."
"Hum! I should, if I owned a place like this."
"Trouble."
"Trouble? How?"
"I not know. But trouble she come bime-by."
"Rats!" There was not a cloud in the sky, so far as O'Mally could see. And what trouble could possibly befall them?
"Sh!" said Pietro.