16 The Wine-Dark Sea - Libro della tutto

Patrick O'Brian The Wine-Dark Sea
fairly twisting themselves double with delight.
'What can I say?' asked Eduardo. 'I am desolated,
desolated. It is true they sometimes do
that to people who vex them, and sometimes
to white men who do not. I should have
thought of it... but after we had been talking
for a while I forgot your colour.'
'May I beg for some maté?' asked Stephen.
'That most refreshing drink.'
'Instantly, instantly,' cried Eduardo, and coming
back with the gourd he said, 'Just beyond
that small sharp peak is where we keep the
alpacas. From there one can sometimes see a
band of vicuñas, and quite often too the small
fluttering rock-creeper we call a pito; it is no
great way, and I had hoped to carry you up
there, but now I am afraid it is too late. And
perhaps you have had enough of llamas and
their kind.'