"Why, I begin to think you are a better soldier than I am;" and, to my intense surprise, he halted the party behind a huge block which divided our way, dismounted half, and sent them out right and loft to seek cover from whence they could reply to the enemy's fire.

Then he turned to me.
"You must hold two horses," he said.

"I'll send two fellows to steal up the gap from stone to stone to try and pick up your man." "No, no," I said excitedly.

"I'll go alone." "Suppose you find him wounded, or--" "Dead ?" I said, finishing his sentence.
"Yes: you couldn't carry him in." "No," I said, with a sigh.

"I'm lame still from the injury to my foot.
It hurts me so badly at times that I can hardly ride." "Hurrah!" came from the right, and the cheer was taken up from the left, while _crack, crack, crack_, rifles were being brought well into play.
"What does that mean ?" said Denham.