“Give him the merry ha, ha!” advised Jule.
“So that is his name?” Clay asked, turning to Frank. “Señor Lewiso. You never mentioned that before!”
“There was no occasion,” Frank said.
While the boys inspected the Señorita, Señor Lewiso descended into a small boat and was taken ashore.
“I wish I knew what he wants in the town,” Frank mused.
“Supplies, probably,” Clay suggested.
Frank shook his head.
“There is little need of her buying supplies here,” he said, “for she has large provision refrigerators, and, besides, most of the food supply up here would naturally come from the forest and river.”
“Then he is going ashore to find out something about the Rambler. Perhaps he did not see us.”
This from Alex, who was now preparing for the shore.