That is an argument, my sons, which I am sure comes home to you all; and remember, if we accept the surrender we shall soon quench our thirst on the good wine which, I doubt not, is contained in some of the barrels I see down yonder." There was a hearty laugh and the question was settled; and it was arranged at once that Father Ignacio, one of the other leaders, and Jack should treat with the enemy.

The other leaders hurried away to their respective sections to order them to cease firing when a white flag was raised; and, having given them twenty minutes to get to their several posts, a white handkerchief was waved in the air.

The Spanish fire ceased at once, and as soon as the French perceived the flag they also stopped firing.
"We are coming down, three of us, to discuss matters with you," Father Ignacio shouted out.
The three accordingly descended the hill, and when within a short distance of the wagons were met by the officer in command of the convoy and two others.
"We have come to discuss the terms of your surrender," Jack said.

"I am Captain Stilwell, one of Lord Peterborough's aides de camp.

You see your position is desperate." "Not quite desperate," the French officer replied; "we have plenty of ammunition and abundance of provisions, and can hold out for a long time, till rescue comes." "There is little chance of rescue," Jack said.