"And I said as much last night to Colonel Strong." At that moment the flap of the tent was lifted and the K.C.

returned the salute of his subordinate, who had promptly leaped to his feet.
In a few swift, low words, Captain Bates repeated the conversation he had just overheard.
"That bears out what you thought last night, Bates," rejoined the K.C.
"I think there is nothing for it but to have Mr.Prescott in here and put him on the wheel again.

Rack him, Bates!" "I've just time, Colonel to catch Mr.Prescott before the drill squads go out.

Corporal of the guard!" hailed the O.C., looking out from his tent.
In another moment a very erect young member of the guard was striding around the head of the encampment, and then down one of the company streets.

Dick, in front of his tent, in field uniform, received the summons and responded at once.
"Caught him!" quivered Bert Dodge.