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The Flag Paramount

           Theadmiralemittedacroaking,harshlaugh,andspake.

           "Theywillstandyou,"hesaid,"withyourfacetoawallandshootyoudead.Thatisthewaytheykilltraitors.Iknewyouwhenyousteppedintomyboat.Ihaveseenyourpictureinabook.YouareSabasPlacido,traitortoyourcountry.Withyourfacetoawall.So,youwilldie.Iamtheadmiral,andIwilltakeyoutothem.Withyourfacetoawall.Yes."

           DonSabashalfturnedandwavedhishand,witharinginglaugh,towardhisfellowfugitives."Toyou,caballeros,IhaverelatedthehistoryofthatsessionwhenweissuedthatO!soridiculouscommission.Ofatruthourjesthasbeenturnedagainstus.BeholdtheFrankenstein’smonsterwehavecreated!"

           DonSabasglancedtowardtheshore.ThelightsofCoralioweredrawingnear.Hecouldseethebeach,thewarehouseoftheBodegaNacional,thelong,lowcuarteloccupiedbythesoldiers,and,behindthat,gleaminginthemoonlight,astretchofhighadobewall.Hehadseenmenstoodwiththeirfacestothatwallandshotdead.

           Againheaddressedtheextravagantfigureatthehelm.

           "Itistrue,"hesaid,"thatIamfleeingthecountry.But,receivetheassurancethatIcareverylittleforthat.CourtsandcampseverywhereareopentoSabasPlacido.Vaya!whatisthismolehillofarepublicthispig’sheadofacountrytoamanlikeme?Iamapaisanoofeverywhere.InRome,inLondon,inParis,inVienna,youwillhearthemsay:‘Welcomeback,DonSabas.

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