Vavel recognized Satan Laczi, and said to the guard:
"Release him; he is a friend of mine." Then to the ex-robber: "Come with me."
He led the way to his own private tent, where he bade his companion rest himself on a pallet of straw.
"I dare say you are tired, my good fellow."
"Not very," was the reply. "I have come only from Kapuvar to-day."
"On foot?"
"Part of the way, and part of the way swimming."
"What news do you bring?"
"We captured a French courier in the marshes near Vitnyed just as he was about to ride into the stream."
"Where is he?"