“Like some more ice, sir?” said Gedge eagerly.
“No, my lad; I’m not going to faint this time. Got some snow, and take my handkerchief to bind some round the ankle. But look first whether you can make out any movement amongst the enemy.”
“It’s getting dark down there, sir, though it’s so bright up here, and the great long shadders of the mountain seems to have swallered ’em up. But they’ve got a whacking great fire, sir, so they must be going to camp there for the night.”
“I don’t think they could have made us out, Gedge.—Ha! that feels comforting. But now listen to me.”
“Yus, sir. I may go on doing up your leg, though?”
“Oh yes; only attend.”
“Of course, sir.”
“You can tell the Ghoorkha Colonel—”
“Yes, sir?” said Gedge, for Bracy stopped short.—“He’s going off his head again.”
“And Colonel Graves, if you get back—”