Your name ?" "Ludar McSorley McDonnell of Dunluce and the Glynns," said Ludar.
The commander said something to one of his officers, who presently laid a map of Ireland on the table, and placed his finger on the spot where Dunluce was situated.
"Senor has no sword.

Your calling ?" "My sword is in the sea.

It belonged to my father, my mistress, and myself," said Ludar, shortly.
The Spaniard inclined his head, with a faint smile.
"His Majesty is unfortunate not to be a fourth in so honourable a company," said he.
Ludar looked confused, and his brow clouded.

He was no match for any man when it came to compliments.
"Sir," said he, "I am indebted to your watch for my life, and to his Majesty, your King, for my dinner.

I am sorry it is so, but I cannot help it.