free Americans. As for you," he continued, to the man, roundly, "I know you to be only a miserable spy, hired by the governor in hopes that you will win my sympathy and get me to betray secrets. I have nothing to reveal. But it is in my power to punish such scoundrels as you"—here the lieutenant drew his sword—"and if you now make the least resistance I will use the sabre that I have in my hand."
"Let us fix him, sir," cried Hugh, Freegift, and the others. "We'll pay him an' save the governor the trouble."
They crowded forward. The dark man's legs gave out under him and down he flopped, to his knees.
"No, señores! For the love of God don't kill me. I will confess all." He was so frightened that his stammering English might scarcely be understood. "His Excellency the governor ordered me to ask many questions. That is true. And it is true that I am no prisoner. I am a resident of Santa Fe, and well treated. The governor said that if I pretended hatred of the country you would be glad of my help. I see now that you are honest men."
"What is your name?" the lieutenant demanded.
"Baptiste Lelande, señor, at your service."
"You can be of no service to me save by getting out of my sight," retorted the lieutenant, scornfully,
