“You told Hulton?”
“Not a word. I only gave him the general’s order, and came away.”
“Well, never mind; I’m very glad, and I forgive you this time. But that isn’t the news.”
“What is, then?”
“Serve you right not to tell you, only I won’t be mean. We march to-morrow.”
“To-morrow!” cried Dick excitedly. “Where to?”
“Soojeepur.”
“Ah!”
“Up in the hill country, my lad.”
“Are we at war, or is it to a fresh station?”