Jewels we admire, but we have them not.

You may search." He held wide his arms and Ned did likewise.

Carossa gave an order to one of his men, a tall fellow, swathed in a red serape, to make the search, and he did so in such a rapid and skillful manner that Ned marveled.

He felt hands touching him here and there, as light as the fall of a leaf.
Obed was treated in the same fashion, and then the man in the red serape turned two empty and expressive palms to his chief.
Carossa swore fluently, and bent a look of deep reproach upon Ned and Obed.
"Senors," he said, "this is an injustice, nay more, it is a crime.

You come upon the territory over which we range.