The Capsina: An Historical NovelBenson, E. F. (Edward Frederic)
History
The Capsina: An Historical Novel
Benson, E. F. (Edward Frederic)
Greece -- History -- War of Independence, 1821-1829 -- Fiction
"You were not at the siege of Tripoli, admiral," he said. "I was, and
I do not in the least expect fair-play from Kolocotrones. Oh, hear me
out; you will be the gainers; even you, Kolocotrones. I warn you, if he
gets hold of the treasure of Nauplia, not a piaster will you see. What
has his share in the siege been? This, that he has sold provisions to
the garrison at starvation rates. Once already, at Tripoli, would he
have made the name of Greece a scoffing and a by-word had it not been
for the deed of a better and a wiser man than any of us, Nikolas, who
stormed the place out by hand. At the Dervenaki what did he do? He let
the Albanians by, as you all know. For that he claimed, out of what
Niketas took, thirty thousand piasters. So be warned. And now I can
only follow the example of Nikolas, and withdraw from this assembly.
Hard blows are better than hard words, and, to my taste at least,
better than money. The Mainats go with me, for I take it that the siege
is over."
Petrobey distinctly had the last word, and the last word was a true
one. All knew that he spoke facts about Kolocotrones, and none could
say that he spoke from interested motives. He rose as he finished, and
turned to Kolocotrones.
"I give notice," he said, "that the Mainats are withdrawn, the work of
the siege being over."
Miaulis jumped to his feet.
"And all good go with you, Petrobey," he said. "I would that the fleet
were as loyal to me as your Mainats are; but God knows what might
happen if I went back saying that I had resigned all claim to the
booty. There would, I think, be an admiral the less, and I doubt if
there would be so many generals."
Petrobey shook hands warmly with him and went out, leaving silence in
the tent. Many Mainats were collected outside, and his voice, as he
spoke to them, was distinctly heard.
"The Mainats are withdrawn," he said; "we march in an hour."
And a clear young voice answered.
"What has the greedy old brigand been doing, uncle?" it asked.
"Be silent, Mitsos," said Petrobey. And inside Miaulis giggled audibly,
and the Prince Hypsilantes visibly smiled. Even Kolocotrones took a
moment to recover himself, but he recovered completely, for it was no
time to think of dignity when the spoils of Nauplia were yet dangling.
"We will arrange the claims of the fleet," he said.
Again Miaulis interrupted.
"You have not yet arranged who takes possession of Nauplia, or, rather,
who takes possession of the treasure," he said. "For me, I propose that
it be registered in the presence of us all here assembled."
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