Part 24 (2/2)

Some of the horses were stabled in a large shed, the others in the lower rooms of the house, the soldiers and muleteers taking possession of the large kitchen, where they soon had a huge fire burning. The windows on this side of the house were unbroken. The two orderlies soon fastened up the curtains across the windows of the officers' room, and when the fire was lighted it had a more cheerful aspect. The burdens of the mules were brought into the room opposite, where there was a key in the door and bars across the windows. Presently the soldiers returned with some meat, a couple of fowls, bread, and some wine, together with a bunch of candles. The fowls were soon plucked, cut in two, and grilled over the fire, and in a quarter of an hour after the men's return the two officers sat down to supper. The meal was just finished when there was a knock at the outer door, and the soldier acting as sentry came in and said that Colonel Cortingos desired to speak to them.

”I suppose that is the fellow we saw in the town,” Terence said; ”show him in.”

The supposition was a correct one, for the man entered, accompanied by two others. Terence had no doubt that this fellow was the author of the attack upon the house, and the murderer of the proprietor and others. He did not feel disposed to be exceptionally civil to him, but as he had a couple of thousand men under his command and had certainly put the only available place in the village at their disposal, he rose as he entered.

”These two gentlemen,” the colonel began, ”form, with myself, the committee appointed by the Junta of Oporto to organize the national resistance here and in the surrounding neighbourhood, to keep our eye upon persons suspected of being favourable to the enemy, and to arrest and send them to Oporto for trial. We are also enjoined to make close inquiries into the business of all persons who may pa.s.s through here.”

”I have already told you,” Terence said, quietly, ”that I am an officer on the staff of the English general, and that I have a mission from him to see what are the best means of defending the northern pa.s.ses, and, I may add, to enter into such arrangements as I may think proper with the leaders of any bands who may be gathered for the purpose of defending them. As I am acting under the direct orders of the general, I in no way recognize the right of any local authority to interfere with me in any way.”

”And I, Lieutenant Herrara, have been ordered by the colonel of my regiment to command the escort of Portuguese cavalry told off to accompany this British officer, and also feel myself free from any interference or examination by civilians.”

”I am a colonel!” Cortingos said, angrily.

”By whom appointed, if I may ask?”

”By the Junta of Oporto.”

”I was not aware that they possessed the right of granting high commissions,” Herrara said, ”although, of course, they can grant temporary rank to those who command irregular forces. This British officer has a.s.sured you as to the object of his journey, and unless that object has had the approval of the military authorities at Lisbon he would not have been furnished with an escort by them.”

”I have only his word and yours as to that,” Cortingos said, insolently. ”I am acting under the orders of the supreme authority of this province.”

”You are doing your duty, no doubt,” the lieutenant said, ”in making these inquiries. This officer has answered them, and I will answer any further questions if I consider them to be reasonable.”

”We wish, in the first place,” Cortingos said, ”to examine any official pa.s.ses you may have received.”

”Our official pa.s.ses are our uniforms,” Herrara replied, haughtily.

”Uniforms have been useful for purposes of disguise before now,” Cortingos replied. ”I again ask you to show me your authority.”

”Here is an authority,” Terence broke in. ”Here is a despatch from General Sir John Cradock to General Romana.”

”Ah, ah, a Spaniard.”

”A Spanish general, a marquis and grandee of Spain, who has been fighting the French, and who is now with a portion of his army preparing to defend the pa.s.ses into Portugal.”

Cortingos held out his hand for the paper, but Terence put it back again into the breast-pocket of his uniform.

”No, sir,” he said; ”this communication is for the Marquis of Romana, and for him only. No one else touches it so long as I am alive to defend it.”

The colonel whispered to his two a.s.sociates.

”We will let that pa.s.s for the present,” he replied, and turning to Terence again, said, ”In the next place we wish to know the nature of the contents of the sacks that are being carried by the mules that accompany you.”

”They contain ammunition, and forage for our horses,” Lieutenant Herrara said. ”You can, if you choose, question the muleteers, who fastened up the sacks and had an opportunity of seeing the ammunition.”

”In the name of the Junta I demand that ammunition!” Cortingos said, with an air of authority. ”It is monstrous that ammunition should be taken to Spaniards, who have already shown that they are incapable of using it with any effect, while here we have loyal men ready to die in their country's defence, but altogether unprovided with ammunition.”

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