"You had better not—fall out."
"Private O'Toole has lost his eye, sir," remarked the colour-sergeant.
"What!" exclaimed the amazed captain.
[pg 200] "His eye, sir."
"Is he in hospital?"
"No, sir."
"Why not? He must be in agony. How did it happen?"
"It's a false one, sir," chirped in O'Toole with a grin.
"Ah!" laughed the captain, "I never knew that before."
"I used tae hae a guid wan, sir, but I lost it. The wife gied me yin oot o' a doll's e'e. It didnae look weel, but it wis guid enough."