Reb. I understand. When are we to begin?
Capt. Now directly.
Reb. Very good. (In a loud voice.) This is the reward of my services—a rascal, a pitiful scoundrel, is preferred, when a man of honour—a man who has seen service—
Chis. Halloa! Rebolledo up! All is not so well.
Reb. Who has led you to victory—
Capt. This language to me, sir!
Reb. Yes, to you, who have so grossly insulted and defrauded—
Capt. Silence! and think yourself lucky if I take no further notice of your insolence.
Reb. If I restrain myself, it is only because you are my captain, and as such—but ’fore God, if my cane were in my hand—