Soldiers ran out and officers stepped from their comfortable quarters, while the officers' club emptied itself into the street.

The horse was recognized in a moment as Colonel Fortescue's mount, and he made straight for the commandant's house.

It was not necessary for the trooper to seize the reins hanging loose on Gamechick's neck.

He came to a sudden halt, his sides heaving as if they would burst, and he was dripping wet as if he had been in a river.
He stood, quivering, his sensitive ears cocking and uncocking wildly.
Mrs.Fortescue's face grew pale, but she said to McGillicuddy calmly: "Some accident has happened to Colonel Fortescue.

Send word at once to Major Harlow and to my son." Major Harlow, next in command, was on the spot almost as Mrs.Fortescue spoke.
"It is all right, Mrs.Fortescue," said Major Harlow, cheerfully.