The fury of the British cavalry, at the shameful inactivity in which they had been maintained, was unbounded; and their commander, if he moved from his tent, was saluted with hisses and jeers by the troopers.

It was not for long, however; for as soon as the news was known at home, he was ordered to return.

On the afternoon of the same day, an officer rode over to headquarters and asked for Major Drummond.
"I am here, sir," he said courteously, "on behalf of Lord Sackville.

He will be leaving for England tomorrow, and I am the bearer of a hostile message from him.

I shall be obliged if you will put me in communication with some officer who will act on your behalf." "Certainly," Fergus replied.