"B Company here!" came the echo from the Dutch.

"Where's Captain Paley ?" asked a private.

"Where's Captain Paley ?" the question passed from Boer to Boer.
In the darkness it was impossible to distinguish friend from foe.

The only way was to stoop down till you saw the edge of a broad-brimmed hat.

Then you drove your bayonet through the man, if he did not shoot you first.