"Take their arms and
put them all in the same prison," said Alvarez to one of his officers and
the four were escorted to the log house which Paul and Long Jim had left
not long before.
"Our plan has been marked by some success after all," said Alvarez to
Braxton Wyatt. "It has drawn two more into our hands."
"There is a fifth," said Braxton Wyatt. "The one they call Shif'less Sol,
and we have not got him. As long as a single one of them is free we are in
danger."
The Spaniard laughed.
"You exaggerate their powers," he said. "We have nothing to fear from one
wandering hunter."
"But this man, Shif'less Sol, is full of cunning," said Braxton Wyatt.
The Spaniard's only reply was to hold his head a little higher. It was his
plan now to assume his haughtiest manner. The little fear that he had done
wrong, that his act in forcing Paul into the ring against a professional
swordsman, a gladiator as it were, was mediaeval, and that harm might come
to him from it, clung to him. But pride bade him never to show it.
As he and Braxton Wyatt went into the Chateau of Beaulieu, the doors of
the log prison closed upon the four comrades. Paul, under the care of
Luiz, reached it first but the others were just behind.
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