"I have not deceived you!"
"You have! You have lied to me!"
"Johnson!" yelled Price, as his sword flashed in the morning light, "no man shall address me thus, and live!"
"Hold, General Price," said Johnson, as he levelled his rifle at his breast, "you had better spare those who must serve you, as few are willing!"
"Curse him!" muttered Price. "But for policy's sake I must restrain myself. He shall act the spy this once—it is necessary—or I would dash him from this rock into the depths below." "Johnson," he added, speaking aloud, "you must not speak thus. It is true I have as yet been unable to fulfil my promises; but consider. We are here facing a powerful army—an army of fanatics—of devotees—who will fight to the death, while many of my soldiers are discontented, and if they fight at all, I fear will do it unsuccessfully. I have no confidence in many of my men. Why is this, Johnson?"
"I can answer, but for one."
"Then answer for yourself!"
"I will, I have no confidence in you."
"You will serve me, nevertheless?"
"Yes—I am forced to do so!"