I am waiting for you to speak." Lieutenant Gordon smiled and referred the diplomat back to the boy.
"I know very little about the matter," he said.

"I am working under orders from Washington, definite orders, which leave me virtually under the direction of Mr.Nestor.

If you ask him to do so, he may be willing to go into the details of the matter with you." "Must I deal with the infant class in such an important matter ?" demanded the other.

"Then perhaps, you will condescend to do as the lieutenant suggests," he added, turning back to Nestor, with a look of helpless rage on his face.
"I have no objection whatever," replied Nestor, seeing in the request a chance to inform the lieutenant, in the presence of the prisoner, of the exact status of the case, and also to observe the effect upon the latter of a statement dealing with the particulars of his treasonable actions.
"Proceed, then, my boy," said Don Miguel, patronizingly.
"A few weeks ago," Nestor began, only smiling at the weak condescension displayed, "you entered into correspondence with Mr.Cameron, of New York City, with reference to the purchase of arms and ammunition in large quantities.

At first your letters met with prompt answers, for Mr.Cameron was in the business of selling the class of goods you had opened negotiations for.