Part 9 (2/2)
”No.”
”Do so. He may be a bearer of despatches.”
”It is needless to search me,” said Young Glory, advancing slightly towards the general. ”I am not what I seem. I am an American seaman. My name is Young Glory.”
CHAPTER V.
AT VALMOSA--YOUNG GLORY DENOUNCED.
This startling announcement caused a sensation.
”Young Glory!” cried several of the officers.
”Yes, that is my name.”
”Have you any proof?” said the general.
”No.”
”Then we cannot let you proceed.”
Young Glory's face fell. Here he saw all his hopes dashed to the ground.
He determined to make one more effort.
”But if you stop me, a certain scheme against the Spaniards that I can carry through to success, will fail. I tell you it is so.”
”No matter. I have said before we do not know you, so we must detain you for inquiries.”
”Have you ever heard of Young Glory, general?”
”That is a foolish question. His name is a household word.”
”Very well; I again repeat I am Young Glory.”
”And again I ask for proof.”
Suddenly an idea occurred to the boy.
”Have you ever heard of Captain Ruiz Calderon?”
”Yes. He's a distinguished officer in the Spanish army. What of it?”
”I'm Captain Calderon, or rather,” said Young Glory, with a laugh, ”I'm supposed to be to-night.”
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