That was a thing which Ned did not like, but he could not do anything to prevent it. He could not expect an Englishman to be an American, and it was all a matter of trade to Captain Kemp, aside from his personal friendship for Ned and his father. There was more talk of all sorts, and Ned obtained a great deal of information concerning the war and what the United States were likely to do. After he had received his precious letters, however, and had said good-by to Captain Kemp, he almost ran against people in his haste to reach the Paez mansion. He did not pause to speak to anybody on arriving, but darted up-stairs and made his way to the library. It was lighter now in the wonderful book-room, and the man in armor did not say anything as Ned came in. In a moment he was in the chair by the window, and he appeared to himself to be almost talking with the dear ones at home, from whom he had so long been separated. "Stay where you are," he read from his father's long letter, and at that hour he felt as if he did not wish to stay. He dropped the letter on the table, and leaned back in his chair and looked around him. Pretty soon, however, a little slowly to begin with, but then faster and faster, the strong and fascinating spirit of adventure came once more upon him. His very blood tingled, and he sprang to his feet to all but shout to his mailed acquaintance in the corner: "Yes, sir, I'll stay! I'll do anything but become a Mexican. Tell you what, before the war's over, I mean to be in the American army, somehow. I don't exactly see how I'm to do it, though." It was time to go down-stairs and report to his faithful friends, for he knew it would be very mean not to do so, and the first person he met was Senora Tassara herself. "I have letters from home!" he exclaimed, bluntly--"newspapers, too!" and she held up both hands in astonishment, as she responded: "Letters from the United States? How on earth did they come through the blockade, and how did they know where you are?" "I guess they didn't," said Ned. "The English captain that used to command the _Goshhawk_ brought them. I met him at the plaza, hunting for me. He was a friend of General Zuroaga, and besides, the British consul at Vera Cruz knew I was with Colonel Tassara's family. So, if I hadn't met him, he would have tried to find you. My father writes that I am to stay in Mexico, and learn all about it." "I am glad of that," she said. "Why, you could not get out at all just now without danger to yourself and getting all of us into trouble." "I wouldn't do that for anything!" exclaimed Ned, and then he went on with his tremendous budget of miscellaneous news.