"He must receive us, Señor." "No doubt; but the question is, will he let you depart?" "By the law of nations, which recognises the white flag, he must let us go as we came, unharmed." "Had you not sailed under the English ensign, you would not have got into the harbour so easily. This boat would be now sunk by the guns of _The Cortes_." "I thought as much," said Philip, easily; "therefore I flew a flag which even you had to respect." "And may I ask, Señores," sneered Don José, with elaborate politeness, "under which flag you sail? the English, the Opal, or the White?" "Under the white," replied Garibay, promptly. "Good! Then lower those two banners, and run up the white flag." "I'll see you hanged first!" retorted Philip, bluntly. "This is an English vessel, and I defy you to touch it or the flag." Tejada blushed red with rage, for he knew that Xuarez, anxious to stand well in his quarrel with the great nations of Europe, would not dare to insult the Union Jack. In fact, seeing that the deputation had arrived in an English vessel, Tejada was well assured in his own mind that it would be received and sent away with the utmost courtesy, let their message from the Junta be galling as it might be. Xuarez was no barbarian, and in any case would have treated a flag of truce with honour, but the presence of these English gentlemen, of this English ship, put the matter beyond all doubt. Under these circumstances, Tejada was unable to reply to Sir Philip; but suppressing his wrath with a great effort, bowed politely and turned away. As he did so, Don Rafael sprang forward, as also did Jack, both eager to learn if Dolores was in the town. "I will speak, amigo," said Rafael, hurriedly to Jack. "I know Don José, as my private friend, though public enemy; he will answer me." "Your servant, Señor!" remarked Tejada, stiffly, finding himself face to face with Don Rafael. "Señor," said the young man, taking off his sombrero with ceremonious politeness, "we are enemies because we follow different leaders; but I implore you, by the friendship which once existed between us, to answer a question I would ask." "Surely, Señor! You were ever welcome at my table, in time of peace. As you say, we are now enemies; but God forbid that this unhappy war should banish all courtesies between gentlemen. What question do you wish to put, Señor? It shall be answered." "Is my cousin--is Doña Dolores at Acauhtzin?" Tejada started, and seemed much surprised. "No, Señor Maraquando, she is not here. Why ask me such a strange question?" "Not here!" cried Jack, who also knew Tejada well; "but she must be here, Señor Tejada; she has been carried off from Tlatonac, taken on board yonder vessel,"--pointing to _The Pizarro_--"and is now in Acauhtzin with Don Hypolito."