Mr. Todd was unresponsive.
"Too much trouble, Francisco," he remarked, with a yawn. "Why do the work twice?"
"But—to lie here all day? San Sebastian, it is too horrible!"
"Fortunes of war, my dear boy. Ramon might appear unexpectedly, you know. We made a bargain, to ensure your safety, and we're going to keep it."
All three turned their heads to regard him with interest. There were sparks of glowering resentment in their dark eyes. Presently one of them said in humble tones:
"With your kind permission, Señor Americaño, I think I will change my mind."
"Certainly," replied Chesty; "do anything you please with your mind. It's yours, you know."
"I think, then, señor, I will not be your prisoner—until night."
"Don't think any such thing. It's wicked of you. Try to guide your thoughts into right channels. Make up your mind to be true to your bargain, because—you have to be."
Francisco groaned.