"Ah, yes, exactly so, senor; and I shall be greatly honored by your very kind acceptance. And your friend--he shall select anything--valuable and handsome--that he would like for his sweetheart." Neither young sergeant had a sweetheart outside of his mother. It was for their mothers that they sought suitable-priced curios. In their amazement, however, neither Hal nor Noll took the trouble to correct this smiling, polite stranger. "Thank you," said Overton promptly. "We can't accept, of course, though it is very kind of you to make the offer--so very kind that it almost takes our breath away." "And why can you not accept?" insisted the Filipino. He was still smiling, but there was now something so insistent in his voice that Noll answered quickly: "Because we cannot accept gifts from strangers." "Ah, but you do not yet know the Orient. You must have things here; you must have money to spend, and feel the pleasure of spending it, or you will die." "Thank you," laughed Sergeant Hal, "but at present my health is excellent. As for dying, that has no terror for the soldier." "Ah, yes, to die like a soldier!" protested the Filipino, with a shrug of his shoulders. "But would you die of sheer weariness and envy? There are pleasures in this country which only money will buy. Without the money, without these pleasures, life soon becomes bitter. You do not know, but I do, for I have watched thousands of your _Americano_ soldiers here. Now, I have money--too much! It is my whim to see that the _soldados_ enjoy themselves. I have begged many a soldier to honor me by letting me purchase him a little pleasure. Come, I will show you now! Wait! I will send for a carriage--not a _quilez,_ but a victoria. Say the word, give the consent, and I will show you at once what is called pleasure here in the East--in Manila." Though he spoke in low tones, the Filipino made almost extravagant gestures. As he kept on he warmed up to his subject. "Shall I call a victoria?" he asked. "If you wish," replied Sergeant Hal dryly. "Ah, that is the way I like to hear you say it!" cried the little Filipino, and hastened toward the door. He went away so rapidly, in fact, that he did not have time to note young Sergeant Overton's altered manner. From a feeling of embarrassment over having to repulse a stranger's ill-advised offer of generosity, Hal, his eyes watching the man's face, speedily took a dislike to the Filipino. "Come along, Noll," Overton whispered. "We'll get out of this. I don't like the fellow." "You like him as well as I do," muttered Sergeant Terry. At the door of the store they again caught sight of the dandy, who, with hand extended, was at that moment signaling a _cochero_ to drive his victoria in to the curb. "It could not have been better," cried the little brown tempter. "Just as I came out I saw an empty victoria." "I congratulate you," smiled Sergeant Hal.