Twice they asked at huts for the customary food made of Indian corn, and on both occasions it was given to them.

The peons were stolid, but they seemed kind and Ned was quite sure they did not care whether the two were Gringos or not.

Two or three times, heavy tropical rains gushed down in swift showers, and they were soaked through and through, despite their serapes, but the hot sun, coming quickly afterward, soon dried them out again.

They were very much afraid of chills and fever, but their constitutions, naturally so strong, held them safe.
Deeper and deeper they went into the great tropical wilderness of the tierra caliente.

Often the heat under the vast canopy of interlacing vines and boughs was heavy and intense.