The Queen's Cup by G. A. (George Alfred) Henty
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"Yes, I am in luck again. Like the last it is only a flesh wound,
though it is rather worse, for I expect that I shall have to go about with a stiff neck for some weeks to come, and it is disgusting being laid up in the middle of an affair like this. Have we lost many fellows?" "No. Scobell is the only officer killed. Hunter, Groves and Parkinson are wounded--Parkinson, they say, seriously. We have twenty-two rank and file killed, and twenty or thirty wounded. I have not seen the returns." "And how about the loot, Marshall?" Mallett said, with a smile. "Was that all humbug?" "It is stupendous. We were among the first at the Kaiser Bagh, and I don't believe that there is a man who has not got his pockets stuffed with gold coins. There were chests and chests full. They did not bother about the jewels--I think they took them for coloured glass. I kept my eyes open, and picked up enough to pay my debt to you five times over." "I am heartily glad of that, Marshall. Don't let it slip through your fingers again." "That you may be sure I won't. I shall send them all home to our agent to sell, and have the money put by for purchasing my next step. I have had my lesson, and it will last me for life. "Well, I must be going now, old man. The Colonel did not like letting me go, as of course the men want looking after, and the |
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