Jim saluted Prince Napoleon and bowed.
"It is a great honour," he said. "I'll find Jack, sir, and we'll fig out all right."
"Eight o'clock, then. We're camped over there for the night. Any one will show you the Prince's quarters." And the two horsemen saluted generally and galloped away.
"You're in luck, old boy," said George. "Dining with princes and big-pots. Who's the other? He talks uncommonly good English for a Frenchman."
"My father," said Jim quietly.
"Your---- Good Lord! Well, I---- Yes, of course, now I remember."
"All the same," said Jim, "princes are not much in my line, and I'd just as soon he hadn't asked me."
"Man alive!" said Ralph, with exuberance. "Why, I'd give my little finger for the chance."
"And where's old Jack?" asked George.
"Up on the hill there behind the town."