Now you can see about this bathing my side." As soon as the battle was over, Major Ashley rode up to where Vincent and five or six of his comrades of the cavalry were lying wounded.
"How are you getting on, lads?
Pretty well, I hope ?" he asked as he dismounted.
"First-rate, major," one of the men answered.

"We all of us took a turn as soon as we heard that the Yanks were whipped." "Yes, we have thrashed them handsomely," the major said.

"Ah, Wingfield! I am glad to see you are alive.

I thought, when you fell, it was all over with you." "I am not much hurt, sir," Vincent replied.

"A flesh wound and some ribs are broken, I hear; but they won't be long mending, I hope." "It's a nasty wound to look at," the major said, as Dan lifted the pad of wet linen.