He was amused at the fatuity of asking for outside help.
"You might try to establish contact with Theresa, and if you can, take a couple of men to the village. From what I've heard, she's as ugly as sin and as vain as the devil."
"A typical woman," murmured Bones, and Hamilton restrained himself with great difficulty; "Naughty, naughty! Put down the salt-cellar, dear old Ham," said Bones reproachfully. "Jolly Excellency and I understand each other quite. What you wish me to do, dear sir and administrator, is to say a few words to this uppish young damsel. I'll talk to her like a father—"
"She'll probably talk to you like a wife," said Hamilton.
He spoke with the voice of prophecy. A day or two afterwards came a canoe, paddled by Eburi warriors, and with them came the courier of Theresa
