“Hi, Mister, where be I now?”
Some one laughed, and a young man came up and said: “Well, old man, you were very nearly in hell. Who are you?”
Some one came up, and two of them were discussing him. One of them said:
“He’s quite all right. He was only knocked out. Better take him in to the colonel. He may be a spy.”
The other came up, touched his shoulder, and remarked:
“Can you walk, Uncle?”
He replied:
“Aye, I can walk all roight.”
“That’s an old sport!”
The young man took his arm and helped him out of the room into a courtyard. They entered another room, where an elderly, kind-faced officer was seated at a desk. The officer looked up and exclaimed: