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Rh “Fifty thousand flying devils!” roared Valdez pounding the table with his fist. “Dost thou think the Spanish treasury is a mine of diamonds? Away with thee, thou scurvy rascal! Come, Borgia! ’tis useless parleying with a madman!”

“Gentlemen,” remarked Dirk, quite unmoved by this outburst on the part of the Spanish general, “you do me wrong. Did you but know my plan, you would say it was  easily worth full twice the amount I have  named. However, I have other ways of disposing profitably of my secret, should my terms not appeal to you!” In the silence  that ensued, the two listeners could imagine  the Spaniards consulting each other with uncertain glances. At last the voice of Valdez spoke again, this time in a more conciliatory  tone:

“Willumhoog, I am not authorized to offer any such amount as thou dost name. But I swear to thee that I will consult with our