I know not what plot is afoot" "As a prisoner ?" "If you wish to call it so." "And yet there is no war between your country and mine!" The Spaniard delicately stroked his pointed beard again.
Paul looked at him accusingly, and Francisco Alvarez unable to sustain his straight gaze, turned his eyes aside.

But Braxton Wyatt's face was full of triumph, although he kept silent.
Paul thought rapidly.

It seemed to him a traitorous design and he did not doubt that Wyatt had instigated it, but he must submit at present.

He was powerless inside a ring of fifty soldiers.

Without a word, he sat down again on the little grassy knoll and it pleased Alvarez to affect a great politeness, and to play with his prisoner as a cat with a mouse.