"If we aren't caught here," said Dobozy, "which seems rather likely."
"I see you are still wearing the baron's ring," remarked Rakoczy, as I rose to go.
"Yes. I thought it would be as safe on my finger as anywhere else, till I am able to take it to Vienna."
"Unless you happen to be badly wounded and left on the field. There are a good many prowlers who would willingly finish you for the sake of a stone like that."
"They would be counting without Mecsey Sándor, who follows me everywhere like a dog; but I really must go now. We shall move again at daybreak;" and, bidding my two friends good-bye, I walked across to the general's quarters.
The first man I met was Nicholas Szondi, who had just returned from a long ride with Nagy Sándor.
"Better get a bit of supper and a nap while you've the chance," he said. "We're likely to be off before long."
"Anything serious?"
"Only that the Russian cavalry are close at hand."
"Then we're in for another fight?"