He had evidently transgressed a rule, and his ignorance of the rule was no excuse, since those who had any right to be in the camp at all were supposed to understand it.
He got up, and returning slowly towards the camp, passed on his way the drinking-place, where a groom was watering some horses.

The man called to him to help hold a spirited charger, and Felix mechanically did as he was asked.

The fellow's mates had left him to do their work, and there were too many horses for him to manage.

Felix led the charger for him back to the camp, and in return was asked to drink.

He preferred food, and a plentiful supply was put before him.