CHAPTER XXII
SERGEANT KELLY'S FIT OF REMEMBERING
HOLMES was back with the speed of the wind. Even before he reached the camp he waved his cap, shouting:
"It's all right."
"And I'm going with you," Noll added.
"You, too, Overton?" demanded Lieutenant Greg Holmes.
"I can't," groaned Hal Overton.
"Oh, I beg your pardon, old chap," gasped Holmes, overcome with the thought of the humiliation he had needlessly caused this gallant young brother officer.
"I'm under charges, you know," remarked Hal, with a wan smile.
"Confound that Ruggles!" broke impetuously from Holmes's lips. "I'd almost like to burn him at a stake."