"Do you want any of my men?"
"If you can send some of them on the road with me to point out the way I shall be glad, but they must not go near Valmosa. If they were seen with me that would spoil all."
"Success to you, Young Glory," said the general, pressing his hand as he was riding off.
"Oh! then you believe I'm Young Glory now?"
"Caramba! my friend, your deeds show that. There's not another man would do such things. Adios."
Once more Young Glory was in the saddle with two of the patriots riding alongside him. Under their guidance he made rapid progress.
"We must leave you now, senor," said one of the men.
"Thank you for coming."
"Yonder, where you see the lights is Valmosa. Goodness only knows how you will reach it."
"Leave that to me."