And I went round to the rear, knowing something of Gooja Singh's sensations, but loving him no better for the fellow-feeling.

When my footfall had altogether ceased and there was silence in which one could have heard an insect falling to the ground, Ranjoor Singh spoke again.

"There has been enough talk," said he.

"In pursuance of a plan, I intend to sign whatever the Germans ask.

Those who prefer not to sign what I sign--fall out! Fall out, I say!" Not a man fell out, sahib.