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Updated: June 5, 2025
The cadets at West Point have only one vacation during their four years' course; that comes at the end of two years and lasts for a couple of months. Jack Starland made a flying visit home and then accepted the invitation of his room mate to go on a cruise with him in his yacht.
He raised his hand tremulous with fury, and sighting as well as he could through his watery, bloody eyes, let fly. The crack of the weapon amid the tumult caused Major Starland to turn like a flash. He saw he had forgotten himself, and that in all probability he had a fight on his hands. "I don't want to kill you, Colonel, but you need a lesson."
Captain Guzman had also paused as if with the same thought. He was twenty paces in advance, but did not speak. "Shall we wait for a few minutes?" asked Miss Starland. "It will avail nothing; the passage must be made." "But Martella will be farther away and that will help." "He may go so far that we shall not hear his signal."
Running across the gangplank, with a firearm in each hand, Major Starland bounded up the few steps leading to the upper deck. The Captain of the boat was seated in the pilot house, calmly smoking a cigarette while he waited. His gaze being turned dreamily toward the river, he saw nothing of the intruder, or, if he heard his footsteps, he was not disturbed.
"That will take many hours and we shall not stay here forever." "There is no saying how long it will be." "I must have a few words with the Captain." Major Starland immediately left the lower deck and climbed to the pilot house, where the executive of the tugboat, having nothing pressing on his hands, had sat down on the stool placed there for his convenience and was smoking another cigarette.
While the American was illimitably the superior in mentality to the gross Dictator, he failed to perceive an important truth, which did not become clear to him until after his plain talk with Captain Guzman. The great object of the obese nuisance in warring against Yozarro was to place Miss Starland under deep obligations to him, though he was too cunning to intimate anything of that nature.
"My good friend makes another request which it shall be my delight to grant," replied President Yozarro, with his bland smile, as he crossed his shapely legs, leaned back and blew the puffs of his cigarette toward the ceiling. Major Starland felt that he was getting on swimmingly.
"It sometimes takes more courage to run away than to fight," said Major Starland with a laugh; "therefore we shall run away." He called his orders to Captain Winton, who, having shaken off the clutch of the mud, turned the prow of the craft so as to flank the obstruction, and signalled the engineer to go ahead at moderate speed.
"What of it?" "General Bambos was a guest on your yacht." "Yes." "He met Señorita Starland; he has a wife and several children, but he loves the Señorita as much as does General Yozarro." "What a couple of wretches! Do you tell me that that is why he means to go to war with General Yozarro?"
Had they known enough they might have smashed the boat with their tails or rolled it over with their snouts; but, unaware of their own strength, they kept up their wild darting to and fro and were soon left behind. The Captain resumed his lolling posture, placed another cartridge in his revolver and lit a fresh cigarette. By and by his eyes closed and Major Starland saw that he slept.
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