"Right—but, Campbell, my boy."
"Sir."
"Whatever you have in mind, remember that your duty and mine is to think of the example to the battalion."
The blue in Campbell's eyes deepened; then, with an imperious gesture of the head, like that of a horse that hears the sound of galloping hoofs a mile away, he saluted.
"I shall not forget what you say, sir."
"Thank you, Douglas."
With a restless impatience for delay, Campbell left the dug-out and climbed from the trench to open land. Heedless of a machine-gun that spat at him from the enemy lines, he hurried on until he reached the brigade transport lines, where he secured a motor-car.
"Where to, sir?" asked the driver.
"Le Curois," said the major; "and drop me just before you come to the village."
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