"It will be all right in our boat on the river," said Paul.
"I think I shall go with you as far as your boat," said Lieutenant Bernal.
"You're welcome. Come on," said Henry, confident of his friendship.
The five and the lieutenant walked swiftly toward the Mississippi.
CHAPTER XV
BEFORE BERNARDO GALVEZ
It took only a few minutes to reach the banks of the stream, and they saw
at once that an event was occurring. New Orleans could rejoice, if she
choose, in honor of an important arrival.
A fleet of a dozen large boats swung from the middle of the stream and
made for the levee. In the boats were men in uniform.
"I have an impression, though my impressions are often wrong and my memory
always weak, that yonder cavalier who sits haughtily in the boat as if he
were sole proprietor of the Mississippi, is your good friend, Don
Francisco Alvarez," said Lieutenant Bernal in his mincing way.
They had all recognized Alvarez, and they expected quick trouble. As it
was bound to come they had no objection to its coming at once. The boat of
Alvarez made the landing and as he sprang out he was followed by Braxton
Wyatt, also in the uniform of a Spanish officer. The eyes of the Captain
instantly caught sight of "The Galleon," then of the five, and then of
Lieutenant Diego Bernal standing near the Americans.
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