He rode back after their session, a little uneasy. He had to unmask for his son, or there would be problems. Not yet, he told himself. Not while respect and admiration still lingered in the ten year old eyes.
Stopping the fencing practice immediately after Jaime's flippant remarks had worried him, Zorro drilled the youngster in basic manners. Most had been verbal answers and the bored response had made Zorro chuckle.
"I myself have impeccable manners, young de la Vega," Zorro said.
"That's boastful," Jaime responded, before he shyly looked down.
"Indeed it is. Never worthy of a true gentleman."