"You stole it." "Not so," replied Paul.

"We captured it.

You seized and held me a prisoner when I came to your camp on a friendly mission, and we took it in fair reprisal and for a good purpose.

Moreover, you are plotting with that vile renegade there to destroy our people in Kentucky!" "You are a thief," repeated Francisco Alvarez calmly, "you stole my boat.
Why, the very sword that you hold in your hand is mine, stolen from me." Paul glanced down.

In his haste and excitement he had snatched up one of the beautiful small swords when he leaped from the boat, but he had been unconscious of it.