She laughed. “Oh, he knows. But he’s saying we might be able to double our money.” She translated back to our host, and he nodded vigorously.
“The man might be onto something,” I said with a smile in his direction. “I don’t know of any Peruvian monster movies.”
Beattie translated again, and the man laughed more. I really liked him, and I gathered that Beattie did, too, because when they started negotiating for a price, she offered him more than he first requested—rudimentary Spanish counting lessons in elementary school gave me enough vocabulary to understand this part of the conversation.
The man readily agreed, and within a few minutes, we had the book in our hands with a kind feeling in our hearts. “Do you think that made him happy?” I asked Beattie.
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