Сердца трех / Hearts of Three

Good-bye, Señor Torres, until we meet somewhere around Bocas del Toro, or in a little hole in the ground on the Bull or the Calf you say you think it’s the Calf? Well, until then adiós!’

And Señor Alvarez Torres remained with Regan some time longer, receiving explicit instructions for the part he was to play, beginning with retardation and delay of Francis’ expedition, and culminating in similar retardation and delay always to be continued.

�In short,’ Regan concluded, �I don’t almost care if he never comes back if you can keep him down there for the good of his health that long and longer.

Chapter II

Money, like youth, will not be denied, and Francis Morgan, who was the man-legal and nature-certain representative of both youth and money, found himself one afternoon, three weeks after he had said good-bye to Regan, becalmed close under the land on board his schooner, the Angelique. The water was glassy, the smooth roll scarcely perceptible, and, in sheer ennui and overplus of energy that likewise declined to be denied, he asked the captain, a breed, half Jamaica negro[7 - В современном языке это слово относится к крайне оскорбительным.

�Looks like I might shoot a parrot or a monkey or something,’ he explained, searching the jungle-clad shore, half a mile away, through a twelve-power Zeiss glass.

�Most problematic, sir, that you are bitten by a labarri, which is deadly viper in these parts,’ grinned the breed skipper and owner of the Angelique, who, from his Jamaica father had inherited the gift of tongues.

But Francis was not to be deterred; for at the moment, through his glass, he had picked out, first, in the middle ground, a white hacienda,[8 - Hacienda – имение; ферма (исп.)] and second, on the beach, a white-clad woman’s form, and further, had seen that she was scrutinising him and the schooner through a pair of binoculars.

�Put the skiff over, skipper,’ he ordered. �Who lives around here? white folks?’

�The Enrico Solano family, sir,’ was the answer. �My word, they are important gentlefolk, old Spanish, and they own the entire general landscape from the sea to the Cordilleras and half of the Chiriqui Lagoon as well.