"Now, major, bind them round his arm.
"Now take off his sash, and bind it as tightly as you can, over them. That's right.
"Now carry him down the rocks, to the horses. We have no time to lose."
Two of the officers at once put their arms under Ralph's shoulders, while Percy took his feet; and they hastened down to the horses. As they did so, Ralph opened his eyes.
"I am all right, now," he said, faintly.
"Lie quiet," the major said, kindly. "It is only loss of blood. There is no real harm done.
"There, here are the horses."
Ralph was placed, sitting, on the ground; a little brandy and water was given to him and, as the blood was oozing but slowly through the bandage, he felt sufficiently restored to sit on his horse.
"Doyle, you go with Lieutenant Barclay," the colonel of the staff said. "Ride slowly, and keep close beside him; so as to catch him, if you see him totter. You will find the surgeons ready at the general's quarters.
"Halt, stand aside for a moment. Here comes the artillery."