"I was his ordonnance, I saw him fall in the battle of Dirbal. I saw him shot in the side. I was shot, too. See?"
He started to pull away his rags. Tremont clutched him.
"You beast," he muttered, and pushed him back. "If you have anything to say, say it."
Looking at Julia Redmond's colorless face, the native asked meaningly:
"Does the excellency wish any news?"
"Yes," said Tremont, shaking him. "And if you do not give it, it will be the worse for you."
"Monsieur le Capitaine fell, and I fell, too; I saw no more."
Tremont said:
"You see the fellow is half lunatic and probably knows nothing about Sabron. I shall put him out of the garden."
But Miss Redmond paid no attention to her companion. She controlled her voice and asked the man: