Ned knew how long they bargained and chaffered in Mexico and what a delight they took in it.

After an hour's talk he could secure the serape, at the price he offered, but he dared not linger in one place.

Already the old Indian was looking at him inquiringly.

Doubtless he had seen that this was no Mexican, but Ned judged shrewdly that he would not let the fact interfere with a promising bargain.
The boy acted promptly.

He added two more silver dollars to the amount that he had proffered, put the whole in the old Indian's palm, took down the serape, folded it over his arm, and with a "gracias, senor," backed swiftly out of the shop.