"He was a good man," said the soldier.

"Yes; he was a good man," repeated Armitage gravely. "I am alive, and yet
I am dead, Oscar; do you grasp the idea? You were a good friend when we
were lads together in the great forest. If I should want you to help
me now--"

The man jumped to his feet and stood at attention so gravely that
Armitage laughed and slapped his knee.

"You are well taught, Sergeant Oscar! Sit down. I am going to trust you.
My affairs just now are not without their trifling dangers."

"There are enemies--yes?" and Oscar nodded his head solemnly in
acceptance of the situation.

"I am going to trust you absolutely. You have no confidants--you are not
married?"

"How should a man be married who is a soldier? I have no friends; they
are unprofitable," declared Oscar solemnly.

"I fear you are a pessimist, Oscar; but a pessimist who keeps his mouth
shut is a good ally. Now, if you are not afraid of being shot or struck
with a knife, and if you are willing to obey my orders for a few weeks we
may be able to do some business. First, remember that I am Mr. Armitage;
you must learn that now, and remember it for all time. And if any one
should ever suggest anything else--"

The man nodded his comprehension.