Though De Sylva, General Russo, San Benavides, and some score of members
of the President's staff who usually dined at the _finca_, were now
absent, there was no lack of lively chatter. A very Babel of tongues
mixed in amity. The prevalent note was one of cheery animation. Carmela
exerted herself to win popularity, and a President's daughter need not
put forth very strenuous efforts in that direction to be acclaimed by
most.
Iris was listening, with real interest, to Verity's description of the
finding of Macfarlane in the _Andromeda's_ boat by a Cardiff-bound
collier three days after he had drifted away from Fernando Noronha.
"The yarn kem to us through the Consul at Pernambuco," he said.
"Evidently, from wot you tell me, it's all right. Poor ole Mac 'ad a bad
time afore 'e was picked up, but 'e was alive, an' I'm jolly glad of it,
for 'e'll be a first-rate witness w'en this business comes up in court."
"Wot court?" demanded Coke sharply.
"The court that settles our claim, of course," retorted Verity, with a
quick ferret look at his fellow-conspirator.
"There'll be no claim. The President means to stump up in style. You
take my tip, an' shut up about courts," said Coke.
"It'll cost Brazil a tidy penny," remarked Bulmer thoughtfully. "Nobody
would ever imagine wot bags of gold an' parcels of di'monds sailors an'
firemen carry around in their kit-bags till a ship is lost an' a
Gover'ment 'as to pay."
Watts deemed this an exquisite joke. He laughed loudly.
"That reminds me," he cried. "W'en the _Gem of the Sea_ turned turtle on
the James an' Mary----"
A _criado_, a nondescript man-servant attached to the household, stooped
over Iris and whispered something. She gathered that she was wanted in
the _pateo_, or court-yard, which, owing to the construction of the
house, stood on one side instead of in front, where the lawn usurped its
usual position.
"Who is it?" she asked.
The voice sank even lower.
"Colonel San Benavides, Senhora."
She had gathered sufficient of Brazilian ways to understand that the man
had been bribed to convey this request to her without attracting
attention.
"Tell him to wait," she said, hoping to gain a moment wherein to decide
how best to act.
"It is urgent, Senhora--_ao mesmo tempo_, the colonel said."
"Go! That is my answer."
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