I did not want to antagonise the man; on the contrary I wanted to have him with us.
Besides, I had on me at that time myself the shadow of my own default; so I said as kindly as I knew how: "Quite right! Sergeant.

Your impulse was correct; though of course in the half-somnolent condition in which you were, and perhaps partly affected by the same influence--whatever it may be--which made me sleep and which has put the Nurse in that cataleptic trance, it could not be expected that you would paused to weigh matters.

But now, whilst the matter is fresh, let me see exactly where you stood and where I sat.
We shall be able to trace the course of your bullets." The prospect of action and the exercise of his habitual skill seemed to brace him at once; he seemed a different man as he set about his work.

I asked Mrs.
Grant to hold the tourniquet, and went and stood where he had stood and looked where, in the darkness, he had pointed.

I could not but notice the mechanical exactness of his mind, as when he showed me where he had stood, or drew, as a matter of course, the revolver from his pistol pocket, and pointed with it.