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"And what day will that be, your honour?"
To be questioned by one who had been a revolutionary was distasteful to
the governor. "That day will be when I find the occasion opportune, my
brave Boland," he said sourly.
"Why 'brave,' your honour?" There was an ominous light in Darius' eye.
"Did you not fight with George Washington against the King of England--
against King George? And if you did, was that not brave?"
"It was true, your honour," came the firm reply. "It was the one right
good thing to do, as we proved it by the victory we had. We did what we
set out to do. But see, if you will let a poor man speak his mind, if I
were you I'd not impose the command on Mr. Calhoun."
"Why, Boland?"
Darius spoke courageously. "Your honour, he has many friends in Jamaica,
and they won't stand it. Besides, he won't stand it. And if he contests
your honour, the island will be with him."
"Is he popular here as all that?" asked the governor with a shrug of the
shoulders.
"They don't give their faith and confidence to order, your honour,"
answered Darius with a dry inflection.
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