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"Exactly," cried my companion; "and it's such a mistake on their part, because we always like them for their high spirits and love of a bit of fun."

"They're the wittiest and cleverest fellows in the corps."

"And if I wanted a dozen chaps to back me up in some dangerous business, I'd sooner depend on them for standing to me to the last than any one I know."

"Oh! it would be a pity," I said warmly. "I hope the Colonel will think better of it."

Denham winked at me as we sat in shelter by the light of a newly-invented lamp, made of a bully-beef tin cut down shallow and with a couple of dints in the side; it was full of melted fat, across which a strip out of the leg of an old cotton stocking had been laid so that the two ends projected an inch beyond the two spout-like dints.

"What does that mean?" I asked.

"The chief," said Denham, "good old boy, kicks up a s.h.i.+ndy, and swears he'll do this or that, and then he thinks better of it. I've got off my wigging."

"How do you know?" I said.

"Met the old boy after I had been having a regular hunt everywhere with half-a-dozen men, and he nodded to me in quite a friendly way. 'Thank you, Denham,' he said. 'Tell your men that they were very smart.'"

"I'm glad of that," I said.

"Same here, dear boy. It's his way, bless him! He likes a red rag to go at, the old John Bull that he is; but if another begins to flutter somewhere else, he forgets number one and goes in for number two."

"Yes, I've noticed that," I said. "But it's a great pity that fellow got away. I believe he has been shamming a bit lately."

"No doubt about it. The nuisance of it is, that the brute will go and put the Boers up to everything as to our strength, supplies, ammunition, and goodness knows what else. But, look here, I'm going on now to see how Sam Wren is."

"Sam Wren?" I cried wonderingly. "What's the matter with him?"

"Matter? Why, he was the sentry Moriarty knocked down."

"Oh, poor fellow! I am sorry," I said, for the private in question was one of the smartest and best-tempered men in our troop.

"So's everybody," replied Denham. "I say: it was contusion in his case, not collusion."

"Where is he?" I said.

"In hospital. Duncombe's a bit uneasy about him. I'm going on again to see him. Will you come?"

"Of course," I said eagerly.

"Come along, then. We'll take the lamp, or some sentry may be popping at us."

"The wind will puff it out in that narrow pa.s.sage."

"Not as I shall carry it," replied my companion; and he led off, with his broad-brimmed felt held over the flickering wick, in and out among the fallen stones between the walls, nearly to the other side of the court. Here another covered-in patch had been turned into a fairly snug hospital by hanging up two wagon-tilts twenty feet apart, after clearing away the loose stones; and a certain number of fairly comfortable beds had been made of the captured corn-sacks.

On reaching the first great curtain Denham called upon me to hold it aside, as his hands were full; and as I did so I caught sight, on the right-hand side, of our doctor down on one knee and bending over his patient, whose face could be seen by the light of a lantern placed upon a stone, while his voice sounded plainly, as if he were replying to something the surgeon had said.

"Only me, Duncombe," said Denham. "Just come to see how Wren is."

"Better, thank goodness," said the doctor. "He seemed to come-to about five minutes ago."

"I am glad, Wren," said Denham, setting down the lamp beside the lantern.

"Thank ye, sir," said the poor fellow, smiling. "Moray's come with me to look you up." The wounded man looked pleased to see me, and then his face puckered up as he turned his eyes again to the doctor and said:

"I don't mind the crack on the head, sir, a bit. Soldiers deal in hard knocks, and they must expect to get some back in return. I know I've given plenty. It's being such a soft worries me."

"Well, don't let it worry you. Help me by taking it all coolly, and I'll soon get you well again."

"That you will, sir. I know that," said the man gently. "But I feel as if I should like to tell the Colonel that I was trying to do my duty."

"He doesn't want telling that, Sam," said Denham. "Of course you were."

"But I oughtn't to have been such a fool, sir-such a soft Tommy of a fellow. I knew he was a humbug; but he looked so bad, and pulled such a long face, that I didn't like to be hard. 'Here, sentry,' he says, as he sat up with his back to the wall, just after you'd gone, 'this right leg's gone all dead again. It's strained and wrenched through the horse lying upon it all those hours. Just come and double up one of those sacks and lay it underneath for a cus.h.i.+on. The pain keeps me from going to sleep.'"

"Oh, that's how it happened-was it?" said the doctor, while we two listened eagerly.

"I'm coming to it directly, sir," said the man querulously. "Well, sir, seeing as I felt that, as I was sentry over the hospital, I was in charge of a wounded man as well, I just rested my rifle against the wall, picked up one of the sacks, and doubled it in four. Then, just as innocent as a babby, I kneels down, lifts up his leg softly, bending over him like, and was just shoving the bit of a cus.h.i.+on-like thing under his knee, when it seemed as if one of the big stones up there had fallen flat on the back of my head, and I heard some one say, 'Take that, you ugly Sa.s.senach beast! and see how you like lying in hospital.' Then it was all black, sir, till I opened my eyes and saw you holding that stuff to my lips."

"Yes, my man," said the doctor; "now don't talk any more, but lie still."

"Tell me about that crack on the head again, sir, please. It wasn't one of the stones fell down, then?"

"No; the prisoner must have got hold of this piece somehow, then kept it ready by the side of his bed, and struck you down."

"And a nasty, dirty, cowardly blow, too," said the poor fellow feebly. "Beg pardon, sir; you'll pull me round as quickly as you can-won't you?"

"Of course," said the doctor, smiling.

"Thank ye, sir. I want to have an interview with that gentleman again."

"I suppose so," said Denham; "and so do about four hundred of the corps. He'd have been stood up with his back to one of the walls and shot by this time, but the brute has got away."

"We shall run against him again, though, sir," said the wounded man confidently, "and we shan't mistake him for any one else.-Beg pardon, though, sir; you're quite sure my skull isn't broken?"

"Quite," said the doctor. "Now be quiet."

"Certainly, sir; but is it cracked?"

"No, nor yet cracked," said the doctor, smiling. "You're suffering from concussion of the brain."

"And I'll concuss his brain, sir, if I can only get a chance; but I will do it fair and- Yes, sir, I've done, and I'm going to sleep."

He smiled at us both, and then closed his eyes; while, after a few words with the doctor, Denham picked up the lamp, and we went gently to the other rough curtain.

"It's just as near to go back this way," said Denham as I lowered the canvas again, and we pa.s.sed on, to be confronted directly after by a sentry, who challenged with his levelled bayonet pointed at our b.r.e.a.s.t.s; but after giving the word we pa.s.sed on.

"Seems queer for poor Sam Wren," said my companion, "changing places like that. Sentry one moment; patient the next. Bah! it is a nuisance that the prisoner should have been able to get away."

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