than　that　she　had　best　shown　her　sympathy。
  An　hour　later　the　sympathy　of　Admiral　Hardy　was　expressed　more
  directly。
  〃If　he　comes　on　board　my　ship；〃　roared　that　gentleman；　〃I'll　push
  him　down　an　ammunition　hoist　and　break　his　damned　neck！〃
  Marshall　laughed　delightedly。　The　loyalty　of　his　old　friend　was
  never　so　welcome。
  〃You'll　treat　him　with　every　courtesy；〃　he　said。　〃The　only
  satisfaction　he　gets　out　of　this　is　to　see　that　he　has　hurt　me。　We
  will　not　give　him　that　satisfaction。〃
  But　Marshall　found　that　to　conceal　his　wound　was　more　difficult
  than　he　had　anticipated。　When；　at　tea　time；　on　the　deck　of　the
  war…ship；　he　again　met　Senator　Hanley　and　the　guests　of　the
  SERAPIS；　he　could　not　forget　that　his　career　had　come　to　an　end。
  There　was　much　to　remind　him　that　this　was　so。　He　was　made　aware　of
  it　by　the　sad；　sympathetic　glances　of　the　women；　by　their　tactful
  courtesies；　by　the　fact　that　Livingstone；　anxious　to　propitiate
  Hanley；　treated　him　rudely；　by　the　sight　of　the　young　officers；
  each　just　starting　upon　a　career　of　honor；　and　possible　glory；　as
  his　career　ended　in　humiliation；　and　by　the　big　war…ship　herself；
  that　recalled　certain　crises　when　he　had　only　to　press　a　button　and
  war…ships　had　come　at　his　bidding。
  At　five　o'clock　there　was　an　awkward　moment。　The　Royal　Mail　boat；
  having　taken　on　her　cargo；　passed　out　of　the　harbor　on　her　way　to
  Jamaica；　and　dipped　her　colors。　Senator　Hanley；　abandoned　to　his
  fate；　observed　her　departure　in　silence。
  Livingstone；　hovering　at　his　side；　asked　sympathetically：　〃Have
  they　answered　your　cable；　sir？〃　〃They　have；〃　said　Hanley　gruffly。
  〃Was　itwas　it　satisfactory？〃　pursued　the　diplomat。　〃It　WAS；〃　said
  the　senator；　with　emphasis。
  Far　from　discouraged；　Livingstone　continued　his　inquiries。
  〃And　when；〃　he　asked　eagerly；　〃are　you　going　to　tell　him？〃
  〃Now！〃　said　the　senator。
  The　guests　were　leaving　the　ship。　When　all　were　seated　in　the
  admiral's　steam　launch；　the　admiral　descended　the　accommodation
  ladder　and　himself　picked　up　the　tiller　ropes。
  〃Mr。　Marshall；〃　he　called；　〃when　I　bring　the　launch　broadside　to
  the　ship　and　stop　her；　you　will　stand　ready　to　receive　the　consul's
  salute。〃
  Involuntarily；　Marshall　uttered　an　exclamation　of　protest。　He　had
  forgotten　that　on　leaving　the　war…ship；　as　consul；　he　was　entitled
  to　seven　guns。　Had　he　remembered；　he　would　have　insisted　that　the
  ceremony　be　omitted。　He　knew　that　the　admiral　wished　to　show　his
  loyalty；　knew　that　his　old　friend　was　now　paying　him　this　honor
  only　as　a　rebuke　to　Hanley。　But　the　ceremony　was　no　longer　an
  honor。　Hanley　had　made　of　it　a　mockery。　It　served　only　to　emphasize
  what　had　been　taken　from　him。　But；　without　a　scene；　it　now　was　too
  late　to　avoid　it。　The　first　of　the　seven　guns　had　roared　from　the
  bow；　and；　as　often　he　had　stood　before；　as　never　he　would　so　stand
  again；　Marshall　took　his　place　at　the　gangway　of　the　launch。　His
  eyes　were　fixed　on　the　flag；　his　gray　head　was　uncovered；　his　hat
  was　pressed　above　his　heart。
  For　the　first　time　since　Hanley　had　left　the　consulate；　he　fell
  into　sudden　terror　lest　he　might　give　way　to　his　emotions。
  Indignant　at　the　thought；　he　held　himself　erect。　His　face　was　set
  like　a　mask；　his　eyes　were　untroubled。　He　was　determined　they
  should　not　see　that　he　was　suffering。
  Another　gun　spat　out　a　burst　of　white　smoke；　a　stab　of　flame。　There
  was　an　echoing　roar。　Another　and　another　followed。　Marshall　counted
  seven；　and　then；　with　a　bow　to　the　admiral；　backed　from　the
  gangway。
  And　then　another　gun　shattered　the　hot；　heavy　silence。　Marshall；
  confused；　embarrassed；　assuming　he　had　counted　wrong；　hastily
  returned　to　his　place。　But　again　before　he　could　leave　it；　in
  savage　haste　a　ninth　gun　roared　out　its　greeting。　He　could　not
  still　be　mistaken。　He　turned　appealingly　to　his　friend。　The　eyes　of
  the　admiral　were　fixed　upon　the　war…ship。　Again　a　gun　shattered　the
  silence。　Was　it　a　jest？　Were　they　laughing　at　him？　Marshall　flushed
  miserably。　He　gave　a　swift　glance　toward　the　others。　They　were
  smiling。　Then　it　was　a　jest。　Behind　his　back；　something　of　which
  they　all　were　cognizant　was　going　forward。　The　face　of　Livingstone
  alone　betrayed　a　like　bewilderment　to　his　own。　But　the　others；　who
  knew；　were　mocking　him。
  For　the　thirteenth　time　a　gun　shook　the　brooding　swamp　land　of
  Porto　Banos。　And　then；　and　not　until　then；　did　the　flag　crawl
  slowly　from　the　mast…head。　Mary　Cairns　broke　the　tenseness　by
  bursting　into　tears。　But　Marshall　saw　that　every　one　else；　save　she
  and　Livingstone；　were　still　smiling。　Even　the　bluejackets　in　charge
  of　the　launch　were　grinning　at　him。　He　was　beset　by　smiling　faces。
  And　then　from　the　war…ship；　unchecked；　came；　against　all
  regulations；　three　long；　splendid　cheers。
  Marshall　felt　his　lips　quivering；　the　warm　tears　forcing　their　way
  to　his　eyes。　He　turned　beseechingly　to　his　friend。　His　voice
  trembled。
  〃Charles；〃　he　begged；　〃are　they　laughing　at　me？〃
  Eagerly；　before　the　other　would　answer；　Senator　Hanley　tossed　his
  cigar　into　the　water　and；　scrambling　forward；　seized　Marshall　by
  the　hand。
  〃Mr。　Marshall；〃　he　cried；　〃our　President　has　great　faith　in　Abraham
  Lincoln's　judgment　of　men。　And　this　salute　means　that　this　morning
  he　appointed　you　our　new　minister　to　The　Hague。　I'm　one　of　those
  politicians　who　keeps　his　word。　I　TOLD　YOU　I'd　take　your　tin　sign
  away　from　you　by　sunset。　I've　done　it！〃
  End