“Then you ask, then he stop you.”
Hi could not see it as they saw it; but their point of view, however, imperfectly grasped by him, added to his trouble. What if they were right? What if he had been hasty? What if he might have landed at the pier, had he left it all to the padron?
“Won’t you turn back, then, and let me try him again?” he asked. The padron shook his head.
“Not turn back,” he said.
“He angry now,” Chigo said. “He shoot you now.”
“Well, can you put me ashore somewhere near here, at one of the little landing places?”
“Ashore here?”
“Si.”
“Not now,” they said. “The commandant angry now.”
“But he would never know. He is not following the boat, and cannot see.”