Hen. Surely, Major, you must be mistaken!
Mor. Reginald Maitland—a soldier ever ready to respond to the call of duty; always fulfilling his orders in the most praiseworthy manner—he desert his post? [Shakes his head.] Please explain, Major!
Ralph. ’Tis surprising, indeed! but, nevertheless, a fact! I saw him leave myself—he seemed to be greatly agitated. He was absent three hours!
Mor. Enough! Send for him to report to me at once!
Ralph. [To Adolphus.] Adolphus! [Adolphus salutes.] Request Private Maitland to report to Colonel Morrell immediately! [Adolphus salutes and goes to tent, R. 5 E.]
Hen. [Aside.] Strange! What can it mean?
Ralph. [Aside.] At last!
Enter Reginald from tent; he comes down and salutes. Ralph, R., Henry, R. C., Col. Morrell, C., Reginald, L. C., Adolphus, L.
Reg. Colonel Morrell, I’m at your service, sir!
Mor. Maitland, were you not detailed as sentinel last night?