Just Jack--and he was in a fair way to rescue himself, by the way.

It wasn't anything much, but I suppose the story did grow pretty big by the time it got to you." "And does your friend also call it a little thing ?" The don turned quizzically to Jack.
"He does not," Jack returned promptly, although his ears were listening attentively for a nearer approach of the girl-voice he heard within the house.

"He calls it one of the big things Dade is always doing for his friends." He dropped a hand on Dade's shoulder and shook him with an affectionate make-believe of disfavor.

"He's always risking his valuable neck to save my worthless one, Don Andres.

He means well, but he doesn't know any better.