“Well, Joe,” I said, when we were alone, “what do you think now?”
“Mighty pretty girl,” he returned musingly.
“But about the business deal?”
“Oh, that,” he responded, waking up, “I’m in favor of it, taking it all around. We get well paid and run no especial chances except when we land the goods. We’ve done harder things than that, Sam, for less money; so it needn’t bother us much. You see the Alcantaras can have the for’ard cabin and—”
“Bother the Alcantaras!” I exclaimed impatiently. “You’re usually opposed to passengers, Joe.”
“I know; but they’re anxious to get home and Lucia said—”
“‘Lucia!’”
“Isn’t that her name?” he demanded.
“I believe it is.”
“She’s a clever sort of a girl. Usually, Sam, girls are dubs; but this Spanish creature has lots of ‘go’ to her and won’t make bad company on the voyage.”