At the barracks the prisoners were received with as much curiosity as we can imagine was shown by Ferdinand and Isabella when Columbus presented the American Indians in 1492. Every man was made to answer a lot of questions, and many times over. Allen was questioned about the strength of the American army, and replied: "I know not its numbers, but it is well equipped and can beat all the armies you can send over there." "They are rebels, and only the lowest people sympathize with them." "Do you call George Washington a common man?" asked Allen. "He is a rebel, and ought to know better." "And Richard Montgomery, who fought with you at Havana and Martinique?" "Is he with the rebels?" "I had the honor of serving under him." "He will be hanged, for he was a soldier of his majesty." "You will have to capture him first." They could not make anything of Allen, so they desisted questioning and sent all the prisoners to the guardroom. It was a difficult question for the government of England to decide. The men were locked up in the barracks at Falmouth, but England did not know what to do with them. If the prisoners were hanged as rebels, England would be blamed by other civilized nations, and yet it would not do to pardon them. There was a very powerful opposition among the English people to harsh measures, and, in fact, many English wished America success in its struggle with the tory ministry. And so Allen and his friends remained in jail, simply because the ministry did not know what to do with them. CHAPTER XXX. IRISH HOSPITALITY. Some months later the ministry decided to deport the American prisoners, and the captain of the _Solebay_, man-of-war, was ordered to take the prisoners back to America under sealed orders. It was a pleasant change to leave the barrack prison, even for captivity on board a man-of-war. Gradually the strictness had relaxed and the prisoners were treated better, and Allen fully believed that the meaning of the return to America was that they were to be liberated in exchange. The master of arms on the _Solebay_ was an Irishman named Michael Gilligan, and the vessel had only been out two nights when Gilligan sought Allen and offered him his friendship. "And it's meself as would be a rebel if I were free, but, bad cess to it, I was pressed, and so I made the best of a bad job, and will fight for the flag because it is my duty." "I admire a brave Englishman----" Allen commenced, but was cut short with the remark: "I'm not an Englishman, but I'm Irish, and my people are all rebels. Will ye let me be your friend?" "I shall be only too pleased." "Then you'll berth with me. Sure it's not such a place as I'd like to be offering you, but it's better than this." Gilligan held a similar rank to that of a sergeant of a regiment, and was a man of considerable importance on board. He had a berth between decks, inclosed in canvas, and, as it was large, Allen had plenty of room.