must be called in.'

'I neither admit anything nor deny anything,' I returned. 'But if
this form of words will suffice you, here is what I say: I give
you my parole, as a gentleman and a soldier, there has nothing
taken place amongst us prisoners that was not honourable as the
day.'

'All right,' says he. 'That was all I wanted. You can go now,
Champdivers.'

And as I was going out he added, with a laugh: 'By the bye, I
ought to apologise: I had no idea I was applying the torture!'

The same afternoon the doctor came into the courtyard with a piece
of paper in his hand. He seemed hot and angry, and had certainly
no mind to be polite.

'Here!' he cried. 'Which of you fellows knows any English? Oh!'--
spying me--'there you are, what's your name! YOU'LL do. Tell
these fellows that the other fellow's dying. He's booked; no use
talking; I expect he'll go by evening. And tell them I don't envy
the feelings of the fellow who spiked him. Tell them that first.'

I did so.

'Then you can tell 'em,' he resumed, 'that the fellow, Goggle--
what's his name?--wants to see some of them before he gets his
marching orders. If I got it right, he wants to kiss or embrace
you, or some sickening stuff. Got that? Then here's a list he's