We will send him to the commandant to-morrow.

Frank Muller will know how to deal with him." John thought to himself that he certainly would.
"Now, for myself," the man went on with a hiccough, "I bear no malice.
We have thrashed the British and they have given up the country, so let bygones be bygones, I say.

Almighty, yes! I am not proud, not I.If an Englishman takes off his hat to me I shall acknowledge it." This staved the fellows off for a while, but presently John's protector went away, and then the others became playful.

They took their rifles and amused themselves with levelling them at him, and making sham bets as to where they would hit him.

John, seeing the emergency, backed his chair well into the corner of the wall and drew his revolver, which fortunately for himself he still had.
"If any man interferes with me, by God, I'll shoot him!" he said in good English, which they did not fail to understand.