Mor. When did you load it last, and where?
Reg. Yesterday morning, in my tent!
Mor. Did you discharge it since?
Reg. No, sir!
Mor. Is it still loaded?
Reg. It is, sir!
Mor. Major Murdell, hand me Maitland’s gun. [He examines it.] Gentlemen, the gun has been discharged! [He hands gun back—he then hands Reginald blackened paper.] Do you recognize that paper?
Reg. [Looks at paper.] I do! It is part of a letter from my father! I used it for wadding.
Mor. Do you recognize this bullet? [Hands it.]
Reg. [Examines.] It is from my mould.