When he saw the cause of the demonstration he had a sudden flush of anger.

A flag-staff had been erected in the centre of the village, and upon it had been run up the French tricolour.

He stood and looked at the shouting crowd a moment, then swung round and went to the office of the Regimental Surgeon, who met him at the door.

When he came out again he carried a little bundle under his left arm.

He made straight for the crowd, which was scattered in groups, and pushed or threaded his way to the flag-staff.