"Señora, you have thought wondrously deep."
"Why not act, and act now? Public sentiment is in pliable condition. Who knows how long it will so continue? Do your part, Señor Soldier, in organizing a general desire that our province seek Great Britain's friendly arm. Spanish chivalry calls to you."
"You speak strongly."
"Not more strongly than the occasion demands. The welfare of this province, the faith of our fathers, the culture of centuries, are at stake. The United States of America is awake. That mighty nation has her agents among our people, persuading them, leading them, exhorting them. Señor Soldier, be up and doing."
"Señora, come what may, I shall not fail this province."
He touched the hilt of his sword.
"The splendid womanhood of California will crown you their knight, my soldier."
They arose and walked away. In the doorway they paused.
"For Castile and this province!" she said.
"By my sword and glove, señora!"