The Devil's Disciple Page #7

only think that they are man and wife.

I am afraid that they may caused you

some domestic troubles, sir.

Halt!

However, in one way of course,

they will soon be disposed of.

The general has graciously convented you.

You know the situation, General.

Would you not give the orders accordingly?

I am delighted to meet you,

Mr. Anderson ... but I confess

I am a little puzzled.

I understood, when we supposed

to be having you in custody

and you were a clergyman ...

It is in the hours of trial, sir,

that a man finds his true profession.

Now our terms that I want to be agreed upon

before even we discuss the rest.

You stop this execution.

- I already told you, sir ...

- Swindon ...

I can hardly agree to one term, Mr. Anderson,

before I know whether there is an alike to

that agreement upon the others.

I must know the full extent of your demands.

Very well.

Evacuation of Springtown in 6 hours.

- All prisoners to be returned,

all cannon to be left behind.

- What?

- Together with all stores,

ammunition and livestock.

- What?

And immediate unconditional

release of Mr. Richard Dudgeon.

- Monstrous impudence.

- A little stiff, Mr. Anderson,

if you permit me say so.

You may enjoy a temporal superiority,

but I am about to join forces

with General Howe in Albany,

then in two days I shall have the advantage ...

And the whole campaign will be over within a week.

- It may. The General Howe's not in Albany.

- What?

- General Howe is still in New York.

- You expect me to believe that?

I expect you to believe this.

Where did you get this?

One of His Majesty's dispatches.

General Howe is now still in New York.

He believes you to be still in Springtown.

They sent it to you there.

And now you take the rope of the ...

American citizen.

Stop the drum ...

Release the prisoner!

Don't take too much heart, Captain Anderson.

You got only one scrummage.

You may occupy towns

and win battles, General,

but you cannot conquer a nation.

We shall see.

General Howe's still in New York?

How could he disobey orders?

He received no orders, sir.

Some gentleman in London

forgot to dispatch them.

He's been leaving town for

his holiday, I understand.

So to avoid upsetting his arrangements

England will lose her American colonies,

and in a few days you and I will be

at Saratoga with 5,000 men to face

18,000 rebels in an impregnable position.

I can't believe it!

Take it quietly, Swindon ...

your friend the British soldier,

can stand up to anything ...

except the British War Office.

And what will History say?

History, sir?

Will tell lies, as usual.

Mr. Dudgeon.

Escort, forward!

Don't think it's end, Judith.

The only one day was lending

truth about ourselfs.

The reverend Anderson no longer exists.

It's the Captain Anderson

from the Springtown militia.

It won't not stand in your way.

Ah, Captain Anderson!

What can I say?

You ... given me my life.

Judith ... I have very little to offer you.

Even my small reputation as a nearly

well is in jeopardy, it seems.

But! I shall do my best to get it back.

And the world is waiting for us.

Shall we go for ...

Ah, Mr. Dudgeon!

Since we can't hang you

perhaps you will care to take tea

with me this afternoon.

- I should be delighted.

- Good. At four o'clock then ...

and bring Mrs. Anderson with you.

General Burgoyne surrendered

three weeks later.

The reasons for his defeat

are now matter of history ...

and on that of course it is impossible to rely.

But the rest in this story is pure fiction.

You can safely believe every word in it.

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