'Tis not my fault that I stay at home." "No, indeed, brother," cries George.
"Harry Warrington's courage does not need any proof!" cries Mr.
Washington.
"You do the family honour by speaking so well of us, Colonel," says Mr.
George, with a low bow.

"I dare say we can hold our own, if need be." Whilst his friend was vaunting his courage, Harry looked, to say the truth, by no means courageous.

As his eyes met his brother's, he read in George's look an announcement which alarmed the fond faithful lad.

"You are not going to do it now ?" he whispered his brother.
"Yes, now," says Mr.George, very steadily.
"For God's sake, let me have the turn.

You are going on the campaign, you ought not to have everything--and there may be an explanation, George.