But the domains of my master, the king, extend far, and his servants must travel far, also, to do his will." Paul understood the implication in his words, but he, too, had the gift of language and diplomacy, and he did not reply to it.

Stirred by deep curiosity, the Spanish soldiers were gathering a little nearer, but Alvarez waved back all but Wyatt.
"I am glad to find you here, Captain Alvarez," said Paul with a gravity beyond his years; indeed, as he spoke, his face was lighted up by that same singular look of exaltation that had passed more than once over the face of the shiftless one.

"And I am glad because I have come for a reason, one of the greatest of all reasons.

I want to say something, not for myself, but for others." "Ah, an ambassador, I see," said Francisco Alvarez with a light touch of irony.
But Paul took no notice of the satire.

He was far too much in earnest, and he resumed in tones impressive in their solemnity: "I am from one of the little white villages in the Kentucky woods far to the eastward.