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"Who's that over yonder," he grumbled

"One newly come in - wounded," I replied

"Isn't it somebody you know?"

"It is one I used to know"

"Then you know him yet, I suppose It is that fellow Thorold,

isn't it?"

"Yes"

"What has brought hilad of it!" said Preston, savagely "Why shouldn't he

be wounded, when his betters are? Is he badly off?"

I simply could not answer at the minute

"How's he wounded?"

"I do not know"

"You don't knohen you were attending to hi or an arm, I suppose? You would know that"

"No"

"D-n him!" said Preston "That he should be whole and sound

and only half of me left!"

I was dumb, for want of the power to speak I think such a

passion of indignation and displeasure never found place in my

heart, before or since But I did not wish to say anything

angrily, and yetthat

could find but violent words I fed Preston in silence till

his dinner was done, and left hiain soon after, I stopped

"You are so far from sound, Preston," I said, "that I shall