“Which I just do. I say, I’m glad I brought you up here, and that you spied out that party yonder. Come away down, and let’s tell the Colonel. He’ll alter his opinion then.”
“And send out a few scouts?” said Bracy.
Drummond shook his head.
“Doesn’t do to send out scouts here.”
“Why?”
“They don’t come back again.”
“Get picked off?”
“Yes—by the beggars who lie about among the stones. We have to make sallies in force when we go from behind these walls. But, I say, you two haven’t had much fighting, I suppose?”
“None, till the bit of a brush as we came here.”
“Like it?”