He sprang up, his eyes sparkling and the flush
of anticipation coming into his face.
"Henry has succeeded!" he cried. "He has done something big! I knew he
would! He has defeated Alvarez and that wretch Wyatt!"
The Catalan regarded Paul with admiration. He liked this enthusiasm, this
infinite trust in a comrade. The five and their faith in one another
continued to make the strongest of appeals to him.
"I think it is even so," he said. "The young giant surnamed the Ware, must
have done a great deed, because Don Francisco Alvarez, is summoned, at the
same time, to the presence of His Excellency, the Governor General,
Bernardo Galvez, and I hear that he is in no pleasant frame of mind
because of it. Come!"
The four went forth joyfully. Shif'less Sol was the first to put foot on
Mother Earth, and he stopped, raised his head, and opened his mouth to its
widest extent.
"Jim," he said to Long Jim Hart, "I want to breathe it in, this outdoors
an' fresh air an' freedom, everywhar I kin, at my mouth, nose, ears, an'
eyes, too, ef they're any good at that sort o' business."
"An' at the pores, too, Sol," said Paul.
"What's pores?"
"Millions and millions of fine little holes all over you."
"Wa'll, I ain't ever seed any o' them holes, or felt 'em, but ef they're
in me I hope they're all workin' right now, drawin' the good fresh air.
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