"But in Maryland where I was born, and in Kentucky, where I've been growing up, the water is very good, clear, pure, and cold." "Will you kindly stand up a moment ?" said the lieutenant.
Henry promptly stood up and then Lieutenant Diego Bernal, standing by the side of him, was about a head the shorter.

Then the young lieutenant made a wry face.
"And I have drunk wine all my life," he said plaintively, "and he has drunk only water!" The two sat down again, and the others laughed.

Their talk and actions had attracted the attention of a number in the room, and a large man with great gold bands in his ears, rose and sauntered over toward them.

He was a dark fellow, evidently a West Indian Spaniard with a dash of Carib.
"I have drunk rum and wine and all other liquors all my life," he said, "but I am neither little nor weak." His tone was truculent, and his flushed face indicated that he had already taken too much.
"Go away, Menocal," said Monsieur Gilibert, in a voice half soothing, half warning.

"I do not wish my guests to be annoyed." But Menocal would not turn away.