And I was amazed in front of the wonder and richness of that sea full of large fish of the most fantastic colors and not at all intimidated by the presence of man, of multitudes of enormous urchins with very long quills, from the most varied shells, algae and sponges. Later Papa took me to patrol an area on the side of the river, which he called jungle-forest and despite the fact that we managed to advance silently as redskins, we did not come across any of the giant iguanas we hoped to meet.
We had just returned on board when a boat emerged from the barrier of rocks and approached the Pilar with a decisive maneuver.
It was Marita. With Jaime di Campoflorido. Since Antonio had gone to Cojimar to ascertain the damage suffered by an Italian ship that ended up on the rocks, she had thought of visiting us. But they had been late because they had stopped for a swim and the boat had to come back. I wondered if they could stay overnight on the Pilar and be taken back the day after the Tin Kid?
Of course they could stay, said the Commander, that is Papa, who to celebrate the guests immediately uncorked a bottle which was followed by many others until, according to Mom, it was time to go to sleep.
To go to sleep? An unexpected problem arose: where to find beds for everyone?
With a decisive attitude Marita began to climb the ladder that led to the roof of the Pilar and Papa, with an equally decisive attitude, grabbed her blanket and declared that as Commander it was up to him to give up his place and Gianfranco and I immediately declared that it wasn't proper, it was up to the younger ones to give up their bunks, and Mary said that all in all she would not mind spending a night under the moon and Gregorio and Roberto said it was obvious that they would give up their bunks and Jaime said that since he had arrived unexpected it was logical that he should sleep outside and for a...
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