“Of course. Then, I say, as soon as ever we’ve had breakfast we’ll talk to Joeboy.”
“Exactly,” I replied. “He’ll be half-mad to go, and when we’ve said all we want to him we’ll come back and lie down again.”
“Oh! What for?”
“So as to rest and sleep all we possibly can, for if all goes well we shan’t have a wink to-night.”
“Perhaps you’re right,” said Denham.
“There’s one more thing to think about.”
“What’s that?”
“Our going off without leave,” I said—“you an officer, I a private.”
“Oh! I say, don’t get raising up obstacles.”
“I don’t want to,” I said; “but this is serious.”