Then he called to me, and I sat and wrote my name below his, adding my rank also.

And Gooja Singh followed me.

After him, in single file, came every surviving man of Outram's Own.

Some men scowled, and some men laughed harshly, and if one of our race had been watching on the German behalf he would have been able to tell them something.

But the Germans mistook the scowls for signs of anger at the British, and the laughter they mistook for rising spirits, so that the whole affair passed off without arousing their suspicion.
Nevertheless, my heart warned me that the Germans would not trust a regiment seduced as we were supposed to have been.