"So long as you behave properly,—yes."
"I think I know some one, then."
"Produce him at once."
"He not here to-day; out selling bread. Where he find you, sare, to-morrow, or any time he have anything to tell?"
"Let him come to the headquarters and ask for my tent," said McKay. "There is my name on a piece of paper; if he shows that to the sentry they will let him through."
"Very good, sare; you wait and see."
"No humbug, mind, Joe; or I'll be down on you!" added the provost-marshal. "Is that all you want, McKay?"
Our hero expressed himself quite satisfied, and, with many thanks to the provost-marshal, he remounted and rode away.