Zorro saw Jaime dismount, and skim a few pebbles across the river. Zorro dismounted as well, flattening his body to the ground on the hill above.
Zorro drew in his breath, as Jaime drew a rapier from a hidden part of the bag. Part of him wanted to snatch it from his son immediately. A more curious part of him wanted to see what he would do with the weapon.
Jaime opened a text book, and peered at it. Then he struck a traditional pose, a salute to an imaginary opponent. Zorro grinned. This de la Vega was a natural.