I insisted that the guards should be summoned and a doctor brought.

'It may still be possible to save him,' I cried.
The sergeant-major reminded me of our engagement.

'If you had been wounded,' said he, 'you must have lain there till the patrol came by and found you.

It happens to be Goguelat--and so must he! Come, child, time to go to by-by.' And as I still resisted, 'Champdivers!' he said, 'this is weakness.

You pain me.' 'Ay, off to your beds with you!' said Goguelat, and named us in a company with one of his jovial gross epithets.
Accordingly the squad lay down in the dark and simulated, what they certainly were far from experiencing, sleep.