The Colonel met them, and with bowed head accompanied them back to the dressing-station.
“You found them—all?” It was his only question.
“Yes, sir, all that was left.”
The stretcher was taken to a little empty dug-out, and with his own hands the C.O. laid the Union Jack over it.
“When will the—the graves be ready?” he asked the doctor.
“By five o’clock, sir.”
“I will be back at 4.30.”
“You must take some rest, Colonel, or you’ll break down.”
“Thank you, Campbell, I can look after myself!”
“Very good, sir.”