Still, you were not as handy with brush and fork at stable duty," The bronze seemed to deepen in the corporal's face, but it was turned steadily towards his officer.

"Sir," he said, "has that anything to do with what you were speaking of ?" Stimson laughed softly.

"That depends, my lad.

Now, I've taught you to ride straight, and to hold your tongue.

I've asked you no questions, but I've eyes in my head, and it's not without a purpose you've been made corporal.