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It was the unpleasant duty of Don Alvarez to announce to the prisoners the Council's sentence. He did so in the following manner: Good God, what a mixture of tenderness and horror! My own liberator is the assassin of my son.
"And I may state, your Excellency," said Henry Ware rising, "that while my comrade, Paul Cotter, was a prisoner at Beaulieu, he was forced into a ring and a professional swordsman was set upon him. That, Captain Alvarez cannot deny. It was witnessed by too many people." Bernardo Galvez gave Alvarez a surprised and stern look. The captain winced, but it was only for a moment.
"No one doubts your courage and endurance, Don Francisco," said Bernardo Galvez. "My devotion to Spain is the great passion of my life," continued Alvarez in a gratified tone. "You know how jealously I have sought to guard against incursions from Kaintock.
In this part it appears that the towns contained as many mulattos and free negroes as slaves, but that the coloured population of the towns was to that of the fields as two to three. In the eastern part of the island, on the contrary, from Alvarez to Santiago de Cuba and Cape Maysi, the men of colour inhabiting the towns nearly equalled in number those scattered in the farms.
"But who who is this Signor Petrozinni, that such powerful influences should be brought to bear in his behalf?" demanded the bewildered warden. "He is a man who can command a vast fortune and Señor Alvarez is at the point of death. That, I think, makes it clear. Now, if you'll sit down, please!" "Sit down?" bellowed the warden. Suddenly he was seized by a violent, maddening rage.
"John Sawyer?" the girl repeated in a hushed tone. "So you know him, Señorita." The old woman's lip curled. "Before your coming, or ever a rooftree was raised in Limasito, he was Juan De Soria, son of thieves and black of heart as his master's skin." The girl shivered. "El Negrito!" she whispered. "You think he came from Alvarez? But what dealings does the Americano Wiley have with El Negrito?"
He wished his fleet of supply canoes to start on the great river journey at once, but it could not depart while such storms were threatening. Alvarez was too serious a danger, and he must be removed. But the merchant realized that he had made little progress. Alvarez seemed to be secure in his plot.
Alvarez burst into a sneering laugh and Braxton Wyatt, as a matter of course, imitated him, but Bernardo Galvez asked in a grave tone: "What do you mean by a great treason? No, Don Francisco, wait! Let him speak! It is their right." "I mean," said Paul boldly, "that he expects to become Governor General of Louisiana in your place. It is not the policy of Spain to attack us.
"That's so," said Long Jim, "I don't s'pose they mean to murder us ez we're not at real war with the Spaniards, so I wonder what they mean to do." Paul shook his head. But he understood better than Long Jim the dangers of their situation. He knew the temper and character of Alvarez, and he knew, too, that at this distant chateau he was omnipotent.
Since the president was overthrown, he had lost a large sum of money and wasted the efforts he had made to carry out Adam's engagements. He must get back to the lagoon as soon as possible, but he needed food and wanted to find out if Alvarez had escaped. There was, however, some risk in asking questions, because the café seemed to be occupied by triumphant rebels.
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