They heard strange cries in foreign tongues, and now and then the sound of a trumpet blown at one of the forts in the palisaded wall.

Officers in brilliant uniforms appeared on the levee.
The eyes of Long Jim Hart opened wider and wider.
"It shorely is a big town," he said.

"Sol, I'd been thinkin' that you an' Paul wuz tellin' a good deal that ain't, but I reckon it's the truth.

The world has a lot more people than I thought it had.

I'm pow'ful glad I came." They turned "The Galleon" toward the levee, and an officer in a boat pulled by four uniformed oarsmen hailed them in Spanish, which none of them understood.
"Must be a harbor master or something of that kind," said Henry.
They brought "The Galleon" to a stop, and the other boat came alongside.
The officer in the bow was a Catalan, richly dressed, and small, but with a thin, alert face.