He smiled again to himself.

He had not misjudged the youth, and it confirmed him in the plan that had come suddenly into his cunning mind.
"Senor Ware," he said, veiling his voice and speaking with a velvety courtesy that was unusual in him, "I have brought you here to tell you first that I repent my act to-day, by which I placed your comrade's life in seeming danger.

I was hasty, but I had been goaded greatly, and it may be, too, that I was influenced by the sinister advice of one who hates you and your friends in a manner almost beyond belief.

Besides, the swordsman had orders not to slay." Henry Ware looked at him in great surprise.

Five minutes ago he would not have dreamed it possible that he could hear such a speech in such a tone from Francisco Alvarez.