"You certainly can't complain of having been dull yonder," said Rakoczy at the finish.
"Did you kill that Von Theyer fellow?" asked Dobozy.
"I hope not, though I'm afraid he got a nasty slash across the face."
"Pity that, being a handsome sort of chap. 'Twill spoil his beauty."
"In that case," said the colonel, "our friend Botskay must take care of himself. This Von Theyer, though a splendid soldier, is vainer than any woman, and he won't easily forgive the man who disfigured him."
"Aren't we getting on a bit too fast? The fellow may be dead and buried, for aught I know. When our troopers came back from the Russian guns, they didn't give me too much time for investigation."
"That Russian division seems to be the mainstay of the army."
"It has been, so far; but now tell me what you've been doing in Pesth."
"Putting the regiment straight again," said the colonel.
"And forming guards of honour," added Dobozy. "We've had a very pleasant and agreeable time."