"The best I can with the means at hand," was the indomitable answer.
"And if——"
"There are no 'ifs,' monsieur," was the imperious way in which the Marquis silenced the other.
Recognizing that he had said enough, and indeed pitying the old man so alone, the Baronet drew back a little.
"By heaven," whispered young Frank Yeovil to his father, "I wouldn't be elsewhere for a thousand pounds."
"It may cost you that before you get away, and more," said the old man grimly. "It will cost England millions, unless——"
"Monsieur le Commandant," said old Major Lestoype, riding up to the group and saluting respectfully.
"Major Lestoype."
"The command is formed and ready, sir."
"Very good. Take your place and be prepared."