"If so, you might have told me, and I should have
brought a revolver also. Not that I think it is needed. The
sight of my uniform will be enough to show this man that I have
the law behind me."
"I don't think that will matter to Hervey," said Archie dryly.
"So much as I have seen of him suggests to me that he is a
singularly lawless man."
Date laughed good-humoredly.
"It seems to me, gentlemen, that you have brought me on a
filibustering expedition," he said, and seemed to enjoy the novel
situation. Date had been wrapped up in the cotton-wool of
civilization for a long time, but his primitive instincts rose to
the surface, now that he had to face a probable rough-and-tumble
fight. "But I don't expect there will be any scrap," he said
regretfully. "My uniform will settle the matter."
It certainly seemed to annoy Captain Hervey considerably, for, as
the boat approached the shore, and the moonlight revealed a
distinctly official overcoat, he gave an order. The man stopped
rowing and the boat rocked gently, some distance from the jetty.
"You've got a high old crowd with you, Don Pedro," sang out
Hervey, in great displeasure. "Is that angel in the military
togs, with the brass buttons, the almighty aristocrat!"
"No.
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