I inquired what had been the matter.
"Matter, your honour! matter enough: there has been bloody murder betwixt them; and sure there is no end to the murders in this regiment."
"What! have they been fighting?" said I, meaning a duel.
"Fighting! sure enough."
"Is the captain also a prisoner?"
"Will you be kind enough to show me where the adjutant's quarters are?"
"To be sure, honey: he lives just over against the corner house, just over by the other side of the chapel, and forenent the main guard-room: sure anybody will inform you that knows."
"I fear I shall never find it, with all these leading points," said I; "give me some place near it."
"Well, your honour, do you see yonder woman standing all alone, with a man spaking to her? Or can you see the house round the corner?"