‘It must be stamped out at any cost,’ said Mr Courtney; ‘and until it is--until things are more settled--if you would like to vacate Government House for a little while, and would accept the hospitality of Beauregard, Sir Russell, why, all I can say is, that everything I possess (humble as it may be) is at your service.’ ‘But wouldn’t they say I had run away?’ replied the Governor. ‘I should like it above all things, but the papers have been rather spiteful about me of late, and I am afraid they would declare I had shown the white feather.’ ‘But you must think of your own safety--_that_ is the first consideration, surely!’ exclaimed Mrs Courtney. ‘And you must think of others too, Sir Russell,--of those who care for you. My poor Maraquita will be in a fever of anxiety as soon as she hears this news.’ She had begun to be afraid that his own peril had somewhat displaced Maraquita from the Governor’s thoughts, and the idea that he might even be frightened out of San Diego without fulfilling his promise, filled her with alarm. She determined that if possible the engagement should be ratified at once, and then, if anything further happened to frighten Sir Russell back to England, he would be compelled to take his wife with him. Her _ruse_ had the desired effect, and the mention of her daughter turned the Governor’s thoughts in another direction. ‘Ah, the beautiful Miss Courtney. Pray don’t think that I have forgotten her, in the exercise of my functions. To quell this native rebellion is the first duty I owe to my Queen and country, but my heart has been at the White House, my dear madam, all the time. How is your sweet daughter? Have you told her of my proposal? Is it possible I may have the great pleasure of seeing her?’ Mrs Courtney was not quite sure what to answer. She glanced at her husband, but he was standing with his back to her, and would make no sign, so she was thrown upon her own resources. Yet she was a woman, and when it is a matter of _finesse_, when do a woman’s resources fail? ‘She is better, dear Sir Russell--much better, almost well, in fact, but still weak, and unequal to any exertion. I _did_ try to approach the subject of your most flattering proposal to her on her return home, but her agitation became so great, I was forced to relinquish it. You must not condemn her weakness. The prospect is a very dazzling one to a simple and innocent girl like our Maraquita.’ ‘Do you mean to tell me, then, that she is favourably disposed towards me?’ inquired the Governor excitedly.