"I don't think so," replied Noel, "but I shan't look back just yet. I don't hear anybody coming and they are singing like mad back there yet."
"Just listen to them, will you!" he added as there came from the crowd an increased volume of sound, which was somewhat indicative of the excitement that possessed the assembly.
"I guess we 're all right now," Noel said a few minutes later when they had turned a bend in the road and their admirers no longer were to be seen.
"Now, Noel, me boy," said Dennis, "I want ye to promise me something."
"What's that?" inquired Noel quizzically, although he was confident that he understood what the request of his companion was to be.
"I want ye to promise me that ye'll kape what happened here a sacret. 'Tis just between you and me, me boy."
"Oh, but, Dennis," suggested Noel, "think what fun the boys in the camp will miss if we don't tell them what the black woman did."
"Shure, you won't tell on me!" Dennis pleaded as he stopped a moment and gazed anxiously at his companion.
"I shall have to think about that," replied Noel mockingly.
The expression of consternation that appeared for a moment on the face of his companion caused the young soldier to laugh heartily.