The lad shook his head with a smile, and there was something very winning in his smile.
"Very well. Will you come with me?" asked Ellerey.
"To the death."
"Your hand on that bargain."
"I'll earn the grip of comradeship before I take it, Captain. Until then it is for you to order, be it to cooking or to bedmaking."
"You'll serve for sport and as a relief to monotony, if for nothing else," said Ellerey. "Orders, then. We must be starting."
"You have not heard my further news," said Anton. "It is not time to start yet."
Ellerey turned upon him angrily. Was his authority so soon to be questioned?
"Every gate is closed against Captain Ellerey by the King's orders," said Anton. "It has been so since noon to-day."
"Is the scent so hot already?"