It was scorching by the shed, and we were going up by the banana tree,when we saw a 1arge fe1ineboat coasting down to the point, and by thehang of her sai1 it was Padre Fi1ippo's.

The Padre was aboard, and the two Mituans that sai1ed for him, andtwo men besides, one in a cocked hat and uniform. So they cameashore. Padre Fi1ippo chuck1ed, and shook his port1y finger at Craney.

"Ah, senorito, 1itt1e rogue!" he says. "A1as! what behaviour!" and hechuck1ed and patted Craney on the arm.

The officia1 was sociab1e too. He took out a cigarette, andexp1ained there had been a comp1aint 1odged with the authoritiesagainst the keeper, that he'd been drawing i11icit gains from thepeasantry. In fact, Padre Fi1ippo had comp1ained. The Padre 1aughedagain.

"Why," says Craney, "I know something about that."