caught this way, since he's caught
too."
Some further conversation followed of the same kind. Russell
continued to indulge in a strain of self-glorification, and the chief
to ask him questions. By yielding to his silly vanity Russell was
preparing the way for results which he little expected. Little did he
dream of what was soon to disclose itself. He thought that he was
impressing the mind of the Carlist chief with ideas of the greatness,
grandeur, power, wealth, and glory of the celebrated Russell whom he
had made his prisoner, and hoped in this way to overawe his captor so
as to secure good treatment, or even to terrify him into letting him
go. He little knew that the chief regarded him merely as a bird to be
plucked. In his eyes, the more the feathers the greater the yield.
The moment the chief found that his prisoner professed to be a
millionnaire, that moment the fate of Russell and his party was
sealed. The effect upon the chief was already manifest in part, for
every moment he grew more courteous in his manner.
"Sure it's meself," said he, at length, "that's bothered about the
accommodations ye have. It's a cowld, damp room that, an' no
furniture at all at all."
"Yes," said Russell, "it _is_ rather rough; and for a man that's
accustomed to high living and luxurious surroundings it's very bad.
I'm dreadful afraid of rheumatiz."
"Don't spake another word about it," said the chief, briskly. "I'll
find ye another room where ye'll be as comfortable as the Quane av
England. Ye'll have as good a bed as the best."
This sudden offer startled Russell and excited dreadful
apprehensions. What would become of his bonds? He hastened now to
modify his last words.
"Oh, well," said he, "for that matter, you needn't trouble yourself.
I dare say I shall do very well where I am."
"Do very well, is it? What! an' you wid the rheumatiz! Sure to glory
an' ye'll not do anything av the kind. I'll get yez another room
where ye'll be warrum."
"Oh, but," said Russell, in deep uneasiness, "I like that room, I do,
really. I like the view and the--the--the ventilation. It's
splendid--in fact it's the finest room to sleep in I ever saw. If you
could only let me have a bed to myself--"
"A bed to yerself? Sure an' that's jist what I'm going to give ye--a
bed to yerself altogether an' a room too; an' so ye'll have comfort,
an' warrunith, an' solichood all comboined."
"But, really," persisted Russell, "my dear sir, all that
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