After his daughter had gone, Don Garcia was filled with deep regret at having succumbed so readily to her wishes.
A presentiment of evil he could not control made him walk restlessly up and down the room.
A timid knock at the door roused him from his painful musings.
"Come in!" he cried quickly.
The door opened, and a tall, remarkably handsome man, dressed in the garb of a sea-captain, entered.
"What, Falcam, is it you, my boy?" the don cried gladly, wringing the young man's hand.
"Yes, senor. I have some papers from Tonza. There has been a slight rising at Diu, but, fortunately, we were able to suppress it in time," handing the don a sealed packet.
After casting his eyes rapidly over the contents, Don Garcia smiled and turned with a pleased look towards the captain.
"Manuel tells me of your bravery in saving Diu, and asks me to promote you. I will do all I can. I am proud to call you friend."