"And you feel certain of guiding us safe and sound to the spot where we are expected?"
"At least I will do all that is necessary."
"Good. Are you tired?"
"My horse is more so than I. If you would grant me another, I would be at your orders immediately, for I see that you are desirous of setting out."
"I am. Choose a horse."
The soldier did not let the order be repeated. Several remounts followed the escort, and he selected one of them, to which he transferred the saddle. In a few minutes he was mounted again.
"I am at your Excellency's orders," he said.
"March," the Captain shouted, and added mentally, "I will not let this scoundrel out of sight during the march."