on me!" he roared. "I'll have you arrested on the spot! This to me—an officer of the King's Guard! Preposterous!"
"It wasn't right to molest old Campwell," returned Dave, sturdily. "He is as brave as any of us, and I have heard tell that he has fought well all through this war. You ought"
"Don't tell me what I ought to do, you dirty little plantation hand! Say another word and I'll report you at headquarters."
"As you please," answered Dave, recklessly. "But if you worry Campwell any more you'll have an account to settle with Colonel Haldimand—and I can tell you that he won't put up with it any more than any of us."
At the mention of the officer in charge of the provincials the English lieutenant was for the moment nonplussed. He knew Colonel Haldimand to be a Swiss-American of stern military bearing and one to whom many of the pioneers were warmly attached.
"You—you threaten me?" he asked, after an ugly pause.
"You can take it as you please."
"My affair with this old man was my own—not yours."
"Yes, but I'm glad he took my part," came from
