"That's bully!" exclaimed Frank.
"That town you fellows were hiding in didn't come into our general plan," went on Stone, "and that's the reason you had to fight your way out all by your lonesome."
"It was some little fight, all right," remarked Tom.
"And we certainly gave those Uhlans a run for their money," laughed
Billy.
"Lucky they didn't get hold of you," said Stone. "It would have been curtains for the whole bunch. They must have been wild at the lacing you handed them."
"I guess they were rather peeved," grinned Bart.
"I'm sorry I had to throw away my rifle, though," mourned Tom.
"Tom would find something to grouch about if he were in heaven," laughed
Frank.
They talked for a few minutes longer and then went on, as they were eager to be once more with their comrades of the old Thirty-seventh.
And what a greeting they had when they walked into their old command! They were pounded and mauled in wild enthusiasm, for they were prime favorites in the regiment and had been sadly given up as dead or captured.