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orth upon dry land. "You and your cursed canting preacher can do as you please," he announced carelessly, staring down at us, "but if you desire to retain me as one of this interesting party, you will wait until I return." "Surely, man, you do not propose attacking the Spaniards single-handed? This is sheer madness." He laughed lightly at the look of consternation on my face, twisting his moustache between his white fingers, his good humor instantly restored. "Nay, most valiant hunter of game," he returned gayly. "_Le diable_! you appear as horrified as your hellfire friend yonder at sight of a crucifix. _Sacre_! I am not such a fool. I know when the odds are too great, even although I wear a uniform. Still, should I chance to meet obstruction during my ramble, it is not likely I shall run from it without a pass or two. I merely return to our camp, and will be back presently, if naught unpleasant occur." "Our camp? You deliberately venture your life, and ours as well, from mere bravado?" "_Bravado_! _Sacre_! you do wrong to use such term. 'T is of far greater moment than that--I seek the curling iron I have just missed from out my toilet-bag. I mind me now I laid it beside the tree while I slept." Before I could recover speech to stay him, he vanished into the thick cane. It was a difficult task to make the practical-headed old Puritan comprehend the nature of his quest, and when it slowly dawned upon him for what trivial matter the Frenchman undertook so desperate a journey, there came across his seamed and withered face so odd a look of complete disgust, I laughed outright in my nervousness, discovering some slight response in the amused eyes or Madame. It proved a good hour before the Chevalier returned, somewhat bedraggled of attire, yet with his prize dangling at the belt, and dropped wearily upon a seat within the boat. "'Tis time to move," he answered, responding to my look of inquiry. "They were at the camp when I left; and appeared in ill humor, from what little I could understand of their Spanish mouthings. They had just released the noble Marquis from where you trussed him upon the rock, and his language has given me a headache." CHAPTER XVII WE MEET WITH AN ACCIDENT I find it poor work transcribing so much regarding myself in recounting these small adventures, yet how else may I tell the story rightly? This all occurred so long ago the young man of whom I write se
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