"I have no regiment," I said.
"Try to remember. Do you know that you have been unconscious?"
"Yes."
"Well, you are better now; and you will soon be well, and I shall have to send you back to your regiment."
"What do you mean by a regiment?" I asked.
At this he looked serious, and went away, but soon returned and gave me a bitter draught.
I went into a doze. My mind wandered over many trifles. I was neither asleep nor awake. My nose and face itched. But the pain in my head was less violent.
After a while I was fully awake. The pain had returned. The doctor was standing by me.
"Where do you live when you are at home?" he asked.
The question came with something like a shock. I did not know how to reply. And it seemed no less strange to know that thus far I had not thought of home, than to find that I did not know a home,