“Undoubtedly you could, but not next day.” And Pedal lit a cigar, conscious that he had Ladigo downed, but not finally suppressed.
AMBULANCE CORPS—FIRST CYCLE INFANTRY
“My men down the road took in a cavalry patrol without a shot—actually took in a cavalry—”
“Hump—hump!” snorted Ladigo; “cavalry forsooth—a lot of d—— jays on plough-teams; cavalry, sir—”
“Here—here, Ladigo, come down,” expostulated the assembled officers, and Ladigo relapsed.
“Well, after a reconnoissance and information from the patrol, I found that there were over five thousand men rendezvoused there, partly organized, and armed with all sorts of guns. Old Middle was in command—you remember Middle, formerly of the Twenty-seventh Infantry, cashiered at Fort Verde in ’82.”
He was known to the men present, and a few sniffs and the remark that “he was bad medicine” was all that greeted the memory of Middle.