She looked at Farnsworth, who smiled encouragingly.
"The flag is under Father Beret's floor," she said.
"Under the church floor ?" "No, under the floor of his house." "Where is his house ?" She gave full directions how to reach it.
"Untie the prisoner," Hamilton ordered, and it was quickly done.
"Monsieur Roussillon, I congratulate you upon your narrow escape.

Go to the priest's house, Monsieur, and bring me that flag.

It would be well, I assure you, not to be very long about it.

Captain Farnsworth, you will send a guard with Monsieur Roussillon, a guard of honor, fitting his official dignity, a Corporal and two men.

The honorable Mayor of this important city should not go alone upon so important an errand.