"No, you won't, for in that case you'd have to make way with the
girl yourself, or see Old Hurricane make way with all your fortune."
"Wretch that you are!"
"Come, come, colonel, don't let's quarrel. The Kingdom of Satan
divided against itself cannot stand. Do not let us lose time by
falling out. I will get rid of the girl. You, before you go, must
hand over the tin, lest you should fall in battle and your heirs
dispute the debt! Shell out, my colonel! Shell out and never fear!
Capitola shall be a wife and Black Donald a widower before many
weeks shall pass."
"I'll do it! I have no time for disputation, as you know, and you
profit by the knowledge. I'll do it, though under protest," muttered
Le Noir, grinding his teeth.
"That's my brave and generous patron!" said Black Donald, as he
arose to attend Le Noir from the cavern; "that's my magnificent
colonel of cavalry! The man who runs such risks for you should be
very handsomely remunerated!"
CHAPTER XIV.
GLORY.
"What Alexander sighed for,
What Caesar's soul possessed,
What heroes, saints have died for,
Glory!"
Within three days after his settlement with Black Donald, Colonel Le
Noir left home to join his regiment, ordered to Mexico.
He was accompanied by his son Craven Le Noir as far as Baltimore,
from which port the reinforcements were to sail for New Orleans, en
route for the seat of war.
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