"I don't fancy battues," drawled the trooper; "but you're game, and in season."
"The Palace seems quite unguarded now. All the troops are gone."
"Two squadrons of the Guard are quite enough," said the sentry, "even to hold John Brand."
"So you think I'm guilty."
"Yes, sir."
"Even before the trial?"
"I beg your pardon, Mr. Brand. But if you are guilty I hope I'll be in the firing party."
"It is good," said the prisoner, gravely; "that the Queen has loyal men. If the Queen finds me guilty, I shall beg you may be one of the firing party."
"Thanks, awfully," said the sentry. "But if you don't mind, I shall get into trouble if I'm caught talking."
"One word more. May I know your name. In case——"