"What will Volhonski say?"
"Just what he pleases; the Count is a prisoner now himself."
I read some hidden meaning in his eyes, though he sat quietly cracking walnuts and sipping his hydromel.
"An officer on duty, I fall into the hands of an enemy--" I was beginning passionately, when he interrupted me, and his eyes gleamed as he said,
"You had a despatch; I think you told Volhonski or his sister so?"
"Yes, Colonel--a despatch for Marshal Canrobert."
"Where is it?"
"I destroyed it."
"Bah!--I thought so," said he, scornfully.
"On my honour, I did so, Colonel Tolstoff!"