The only feminine consciousness she retained was that she was more relieved at her deliverance from the wild cattle and unbroken horses of her progress than from the Indians and soldiers.
"I want to see Mrs.Markham, and to know by what authority she is arrested," said Miss Keene boldly.
"The Senor Comandante can hold no conference with you until you disperse your party," interpreted the secretary.
She was about to hurriedly reply that she knew nothing of the crowd that had accompanied her; but she was withheld by a newly-born instinct of tact.
"How do I know that I shall not be arrested, like my friend?" she said quickly."She is as innocent as myself.""The Comandante pledges himself, as a hidalgo, that you shall not be harmed."Her first impulse was to advance to the nearest intruders at the gate and say, "Do go away, please;" but she was doubtful of its efficiency, and was already too exalted by the situation to be satisfied with its prosaic weakness.But her newly developed diplomacy again came to her aid."You may tell them so, if you choose, I cannot answer for them," she said, with apparent dark significance.
The secretary advanced on the corridor and exchanged a few words with her more impulsive followers.Miss Keene, goddess-like and beautiful, remained erect behind him, and sent them a dazzling smile and ravishing wave of her little hand.The crowd roared with an effusive and bovine delight that half frightened her, and with a dozen "Viva la Reyna Americanas!" she was hurried by the Comandante into the guard-room.
"You ask to know of what the Senora Markham is accused," said the Commander, more gently."She has received correspondence from the pirate--Perkins!""The pirate--Perkins?" said Miss Keene, with indignant incredulity.
"The buccaneer who wrote that letter.Read it to her, Manuel."The secretary took his eyes from the young girl's glowing face, coughed slightly, and then read as follows:--"ON BOARD THE EXCELSIOR, of the Quinquinambo Independent States Navy, August 8, 1854.
"To Captain Bunker.--Sir,"...
"But this is not addressed to YOU!" interrupted Miss Keene indignantly.
"The Captain Bunker is a raving madman," said the Commander gravely."Read on!"The color gradually faded from the young girl's cheek as the secretary continued, in a monotonous voice:--"I have the honor to inform you that the barque Excelsior was, on the 8th of July, 1854, and the first year of the Quinquinambo Independence, formally condemned by the Federal Council of Quinquinambo, for having aided and assisted the enemy with munitions of war and supplies, against the law of nations, and the tacit and implied good-will between the Republic of the United States and the struggling Confederacies of South America; and that, in pursuance thereof, and under the law of reprisals and letters of marque, was taken possession of by me yesterday.The goods and personal effects belonging to the passengers and yourself have been safely landed at the Embarcadero of Todos Santos--a neutral port--by my directions; my interpretation of the orders of the Federal Council excepting innocent non-combatants and their official protector from confiscation or amercement.
"I take the liberty of requesting you to hand the inclosed order on the Treasury of the Quinquinambo Confederate States to Don Miguel Briones, in payment of certain stores and provisions, and of a piece of ordnance known as the saluting cannon of the Presidio of Todos Santos.Vigilancia!
"Your obedient servant,"LEONIDAS BOLIVAR PERKINS,"Generalissimo Commanding Land and Sea Forces, Quinquinambo Independent States."In her consternation at this fuller realization of the vague catastrophe, Miss Keene still clung to the idea that had brought her there.
"But Mrs.Markham has nothing to do with all this?""Then why does she refuse to give up her secret correspondence with the pirate Perkins?" returned the secretary.
Miss Keene hesitated.Had Mrs.Markham any previous knowledge of the Senor's real character?
"Why don't you arrest the men?" she said scornfully."There is Mr.
Banks, Mr.Crosby, Mr.Winslow, and Mr.Brace." She uttered the last name more contemptuously, as she thought of that young gentleman's protestations and her present unprotected isolation.
"They are already arrested and removed to San Antonio, a league hence," returned the secretary."It is fact enough that they have confessed that their Government has seized the Mexican province of California, and that they were on their way to take possession of it."Miss Keene's heart sank.
"But you knew all this yesterday," she faltered; "and our war with Mexico is all over years ago.""We did not know it last night at the banquet, Senora; nor would we have known it but for this treason and division in your own party."A sudden light flashed upon Miss Keene's mind.She now comprehended the advances of Dona Isabel.Extravagant and monstrous as it seemed, these people evidently believed that a revolution had taken place in the United States; that the two opposing parties had been represented by the passengers of the Excelsior; and that one party had succeeded, headed by the indomitable Perkins.If she could be able to convince them of their blunder, would it be wise to do so? She thought of Mrs.
Brimmer's supplication to be ranged "on her side," and realized with feminine quickness that the situation might be turned to her countrymen's advantage.But which side had Todos Santos favored?
It was left to her woman's wit to discover this, and conceive a plan to rescue her helpless companions.
Her suspense was quickly relieved.The Commander and his secretary exchanged a few words.
"The Comandante will grant Dona Leonora's request," said the secretary, "if she will answer a question.""What is it?" responded Miss Keene, with inward trepidation.