His neck was strapped up with bandages, and save that he was unable to move his head in the slightest degree, he felt well enough to take his place with the regiment again.

Many of his fellow officers dropped in from time to time for a short chat, but the duty was heavy.

All open resistance had ceased, but the troops were engaged in searching the houses, and turning out all rough characters who had made Lucknow their centre, and had no visible means of subsistence.

Large gangs of the lower class population were set to work to bury the dead, which would otherwise have rendered the city uninhabitable.

Strong guards were posted at night, alike to prevent soldiers from wandering in search of loot and to prevent fanatics from making sudden attacks.
"There is a wounded man in the hospital across the road who wants to see you, Mallett," the surgeon said one morning.