“Colonel!—general!—colonel!”
“Don’t be frightened, my lad. But look at the general and answer me.”
“Yes! general! colonel!” and he levelled his eye dead at the general, as he would a bayonet at a foe, being so commanded.
“Now answer in as few syllables as you can.”
“Yes! general—colonel.”
“You have been on guard in the mine.”
“Yes, general.”
“What did you see there?”
“Nothing; it was night down there.”
“What did you feel?”