Allen rose with difficulty, and staggered as he tried to stand at "attention."
"Drunk, eh? Here, sergeant, see to it that this rebel does not have a drop of anything to drink for twenty-four hours."
"Except water, captain?"
"I said not a drop of anything. He is drunk."
"Please, sir, he has had nothing to——"
"Silence! Do you want to be ordered to the hold?"
The sergeant was silent, though his whole nature rebelled against such treatment.
The captain looked at Allen for a minute, then he asked:
"You were at Ticonderoga?"
"And I treated the prisoners with justice," answered Allen.