"I have told them, sir, you intend to fight."
"And how do they seem to take it?"
"One of the fellows said he'd go to hell for you, sir."
"Well, that would seem satisfactory." The Commandant smiled grimly. "Our best hope is dissension among the rebels, and I have no idea how that may be brought about. That will do, Sergeant."
After the policeman had left there was silence for some time, which was at last broken by Hi-u Bill.
"I don't fancy they will do anything to me, and as I'm not called upon to fight I'm out of it. I am—and I suppose I may say it in modesty—a bit of a shot; but one has others to consider as well as himself."
The Commissioner was in the habit of spending his afternoons at target practice, which was not altogether appreciated by those whose business with him was pressing.
"I'm afraid you are altogether too modest; you know you're a famous shot."
Under usual circumstances Hi-u Bill was quite ready to receive compliments on his shooting, but the present circumstances were extraordinary, and he was undoubtedly perturbed. But the Commandant was merciless, for he continued,
"Of course, I am letting it be understood that I shall welcome all volunteers who desire to lend their aid at the present crisis."