"Let them. They have to sink us after they find us and it's not easy to hit a small boat at long range."
"Good. That's the way to talk, capitan. You are a man after my own heart."
Young Glory was leaving the room when he passed a man he thought he knew, but it was somewhat dark and he only had a mere glance.
He heard a few words, though, that disquieted him somewhat.
"That's Captain Calderon—" it was the commandant speaking—"he leads the expedition."
"Calderon of Lopez' division?"
"Yes."
"Caramba! but he's grown."
With beating heart Young Glory hurried on.
"I know that voice," he muttered. "Strange! where can I have heard it?"