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"Buenos dias, señorita," said Dolores, as Myra, unable to realise for a few moments where she was, blinked at her sleepily and dazedly. "Buenos dias," repeated Myra mechanically. "Let me see, that is Spanish for 'good morning," she added to herself, stretching luxuriously and yawning. "I wonder where the maid is who speaks English?"

"Buenas dias, Senor Douglas," said the old gentleman heartily; "sit down and tell me all about yourself and your doings since the memorable night when you left the Blanco Encalada. I feared that you, with all the rest of the crew of the Janequeo, had perished in Callao harbour, or fallen into the hands of the Peruvians which is even worse, so they tell me.

Three days later Dias said he thought they might as well start the next day to Pachacamac. "We shall only want the three riding mules and one for baggage. Of course we shall not take Jose or my wife. By the time we return everything will be ready for us." "I shall be very glad to be off, Dias.

He took off a third of the price, and said he could not have taken them if it had not been that he had just got an order down from the Cerro mines, and was short of some of the things they had ordered." "That is all right, Dias." Harry secured two rooms at the hotel, and they all sat talking far into the night. "I hope you will get your silver down as comfortably as we have got the gold."

That would stop them, for they would think we were all there and were going to attack them, and before they could recover from their alarm we should be back here again." "That seems a good plan, Dias; but I do not see why Bertie and I should not go down with you." "It would be better not, senor.

Harry and his brother stood struck with admiration at the loveliness of the scene, even Donna Maria and Jose ceased their chatter as they looked at a scene such as they had never before witnessed. "It is worth coming all the way from England to see this, Bertie." "It is, indeed. If it is all like this I sha'n't mind how long Dias takes to find the place he is in search of."

"What is the matter, Dias?" he asked in surprise, as the latter ran up. "That is a peccary." "Well, it is a sort of pig, isn't it?" "Yes, senor. But if you were to kill it, we might all be torn in pieces. They travel through the forests in great herds, and if one is injured or wounded, the rest will rush upon its assailants. You may shoot down dozens of them, but that only redoubles their fury.

I found it very hard work to keep my footing, and I really don't believe that I could have done it if I had been dressed as a woman. And Dias can carry you like that?" "Carry me, senor! he could carry three times that weight. He has cut himself a staff seven or eight feet long this morning to steady himself, but I don't think there was any need for it.

But there may be, and very likely are, more of these bands among the hills. Besides, Dias, we don't want to lose one of our number, and we could hardly hope to get through unscathed, for if we were to try to push on they would have us at a tremendous advantage. They would hide among the rocks and shoot us down before we had time to level a gun at them.

"If he would go near the fire we could get a fair shot at him, Dias." "He won't do that, senor; he will most likely go backwards and forwards in a semicircle, getting perhaps a little closer each time." Ten minutes passed and then Maria said: "There are two of them. I can see their outlines distinctly." "Do you think, if we were to fire a gun, they would move off, Dias?"