Pirates of the Caribbean: The Price of Freedom

Babbling apologies, the young crewman began scrabbling
around, snatching up fallen yams and replacing them in the basket.
Ayisha stood there, staring at the split coconut. To add insult to injury, it
had landed square in the middle of a fresh pile of horse manure.
“Chamba? Chamba!” Right on cue, Jack came striding around
the corner. “Blast that lad, didn’t I tell him not to—” Breaking off, he
stared at his crewman, then at Ayisha. “Chamba, what happened
here?” he demanded.
The young sailor explained that he’d knocked the basket down,
causing one of the coconuts to be ruined. Shamefacedly, Chamba
pointed to the coconut, sitting there like some kind of large, cracked,
hairy egg in the middle of a dung nest.
Jack gave his crewman a severe dressing-down for his
carelessness, culminating in a demand that Chamba walk back to the
market before it closed and buy the woman he’d wronged a
replacement coconut. With a hangdog look, Chamba confessed to his
captain that he’d spent all his money in the tavern.
Hearing this, Jack turned to Ayisha, who had been watching this
byplay stolidly, and doffed his tricorne. “Excuse me, miss, do you
speak English?”
Ayisha did not reply, and her expression didn’t change. Jack
glanced at his crewman. “Chamba, please translate.”
“Aye, Cap’n.”
“Miss, I’m Captain Jack Sparrow, and I wish to apologize for my
clumsy crewman. He should know better than to spend the afternoon
drinking and spending all his money on rum. If you will please wait
here, I shall give him some coins and send him back to the market, so I
might make good on the damage he caused you and your coconut.”
Chamba dutifully addressed Ayisha in pidgin. Jack, watching the
lad, thought that it was regrettable the youth couldn’t aspire to a career
on the stage. His acting ability was remarkable. He had exactly the
right mix of chagrin, embarrassment, and truculence in his voice and
demeanor.
Ayisha nodded, once, in Jack’s direction, so he handed the youth
a couple of coins, whereupon Chamba took to his heels and plunged
back into the cheerful chaos that was the marketplace.