"Do you no longer wish to have him arrested?"
"On the contrary: but not till our return."
"As you please: but what shall we do in the meanwhile?"
"We will leave him under the orders of the Town Commandant."
"By Jove, you are right."
The President wrote an order, sealed it, and called the usher. "Is Colonel Cacerbar here?" he asked.
"Yes, Excellency."
"Let him carry this order to the Town Commandant."
The usher took the order and went away.
"That is done," said the President.