“Now I suppose there is no danger of any attack being made.”
“I am not so sure about that. King George’s Government is more feared by these scamps than was King Otho’s; but, though the majority of them have disappeared, there are still some left who would like to storm Melnos.”
“Alcibiades?”
“What do you know of Alcibiades?” asked Justinian sharply.
“Nothing more than that he is an equivocal character. Caliphronas told me so much.”
“Andros! Yes, he is far too friendly with that scamp of an Alcibiades, who is an excessively dangerous man. I do not trust Andros, and he knows it; so, out of sheer anger, he may urge Alcibiades to assault the island. An enemy without, a traitor within—it is very dangerous.”
“If you distrust Caliphronas, why don’t you turn him out?”
“I have no proof against him yet, but I fancy he has some scheme in his mind. Believe me, Mr. Roylands, if you have a stomach for fighting, I fancy there will be plenty of opportunity for you to indulge in it shortly.”
“Oh, as for that, I should like nothing better.[better.]”
“I like that,” said Justinian decisively; “you are a true Roylands!”