"Tell us about it, Stephen. We've only heard just the bare outline."
"Well, the fuss began at Poroszlo during the retreat. As you know, Görgei's brigade did the covering work, and halted at Poroszlo. The place was strongly entrenched and fortified, and Dembinski sent orders that we were to occupy a position in front of the guns. You may be sure Görgei wasn't such an idiot as to obey, and the general talked about putting him under arrest. He sent off a messenger full speed to Debreczin, but by the time Kossuth arrived the game was over."
"What had happened?"
Stephen smiled grimly; he seemed to have forgotten how to laugh.
"We promptly shut the Pole up," he said; "and Kossuth found his chief general a prisoner."
"And he submitted?"
"What else could he do? We were all in one mind. So the upshot of the matter was that the Diet gave the command to Vetter."
"Not to Görgei?"
"No," said Stephen bitterly. "It's my opinion they're jealous of him. By the way, your regiment has distinguished itself at Szolnok. It led the attack, and fairly drove the Austrians out of the town."
"Well done, 9th Honveds!" exclaimed Thurzo. "Wish I'd been with them!"