"What next?" said the major.
"The chiefs assembled round the tree of Gualichu have resolved to give back to the great white chief all the objects from the first to the last formerly given to the Negro Ulmen, and take back the country which belongs to them."
"Is that all?"
"All."
"How long do the chiefs give the Governor of Carmen to discuss these propositions?"
"From sunrise to sunset."
"Very good," the old officer said, ironically; "and supposing that the governor refuses, what will my sons do?"
"The colony of the white men will be destroyed by fire, their warriors massacred, and their wives and children carried off into slavery."
"I will transmit your demands to the governor, and tomorrow at sunset, you will have his answer. You will, however, suspend hostilities till then?"
"Keep on your guard."