Re: Napoleon gets out of the Rain
Jack guided the boat carefully along a dark route, the hanging vines brushing the men and the cabin. Monkeys chattered overhead, and the big bats began to fly, looking for fruit. Finally, in a clot of weeds and mud, Jack put the boat up by the bank and pulled more vines and cover around it, to hide it further.
They set off through the rough, hearing monkeys chattering overhead. Napoleon managed to shoot one, and then was about to shoot at a whuffling, snuffling thing in the darkness, when he realised it was Jack's old dog come to find them. "Ah, Maria Alonza must have dinner ready and she is tired of waiting for us," Jack said, with a laugh, and the two men returned to the bar at the edge of town.
Maria Alonza was indeed waiting, as was a one-eyed white man in a new khaki outfit and old, scuffed boots.
"Good evening, Mr. O'Shea, Mr. La Tour," the man greeted them in English. He had a bottle of the expensive whiskey in front of him, so he had to have money.