"Treason is just the name for it. But—England isn't here yet, and I've got something to say about her coming. I am comandante of this presidio."
"Why, of course!" his wife cheering up.
"Yes, of course! Of course," exulted the Colonel.
"Silvia," asked her sister, "haven't you something to suggest? People say you are so bright."
Señora Valentino turned away to hide her smile. "The English consul and Señor Farquharson told you that Captain Morando is to receive the honor of which you speak?" addressing Barcelo.
"Well, it was this way. You see, I forced their hand. Just pinned them down; so, yes, or no, was all they could say," with a knowing nod.
A servant entered. "A message from the porter," she announced.
"Speak!" commanded her master.
"An orderly is at the door and requests to see Colonel Barcelo."
"Show him up here."