"What was your duty night before last?" asked the general.
"I was in command of the picket line three miles outside of the city," replied the man.
"Did any one pass through the lines from the city while you were in command?"
"Yes, sir."
"Who?"
"A boy."
"A boy—are you sure of that?"
"A person wearing boy's clothes, sir."
"Very well; why did you let the person wearing boy's clothes pass through your lines?"
"He—the person wearing boy's clothes showed a pass from you, sir."