"And I've got Schwab out there." Captain Riley dismissed the orderly before he unbent enough to reply.
But then he shook hands with John Ivan Jewel just as though he had not seen him a couple of hours before.

He was a very pleased Captain Riley, as he showed by the broad grin he wore on his freckled Irish face.
"Schwab," he said, "will be taken care of.

He's a deserter from the army, you know.

Held a captaincy and disgraced the uniform in various ways, the crowning infamy being the sale of some important information, a year or so ago when things were at the touchiest point with Mexico.
We nearly had him, but he deserted and got across the line, and since then he has been raising all kinds of cain in government affairs.

Of course, his capture is a little out of my line, but I don't mind telling you that it's a big thing for me to have both these men turned over to me.