I believe he is very skillful in his profession, but I take it he is a sort of Abernethy, and tells the most startling truths to his patients." "That I can quite imagine," Isobel said; "the Doctor hates humbug of all sorts, and I don't think I should like to call him in myself for an imaginary ailment." "I rather put my foot in it there," Captain Forster said to himself, as he sauntered back to his tent.

"The Major didn't like my saying anything against Bathurst, and the girl did not like my remark about the Doctor.
I wonder whether she objected also to what I said about that fellow Bathurst--a sneaking little hound he was, and there is no doubt about his showing the white feather in the Punjaub.

However, I don't think that young lady is of the sort to care about a coward, and if she asks any questions, as I dare say she will, after what I have said, she will find that the story is a true one.

What a pretty little thing she is! I did not see a prettier face all the time I was at home.

What with her and Mrs.Doolan, time is not likely to hang so heavily here as I had expected." The Major, afraid that Isobel might ask him some questions about this story of Bathurst leaving the army, went off hastily as soon as Captain Forster had left.