“Yes, sir,� said Tom, without the least boy desire to describe what was a bold and dangerous adventure.
“Never mind your story now. Captain McLane will tell me later. You are a brave lad, and if God had given me one like you I should have been glad.�
Tom felt somehow that he was well rewarded.
“But,� added the tall man, setting kind, blue eyes on the lad, “this will make a great stir, and you will, I fear, suffer for it when you reach home.�
“Yes, sir,� said Tom. “And the twins?�
“Twins? What’s this, McLane?�
“There were three in the business,� said the Captain.
“Indeed. I wish there were as much spirit in the army.�
“After all, sir,� said McLane, “what can they do to a mere boy whose horses ran away?�
“But how are they to get to the city?�