"We shall also bring a surgeon with us, and of course you can do the same, if you are disposed." The two officers saluted, and the major returned to Fergus.
"Do you mean to kill him ?" he asked, after he had told him of the arrangements that had been made.
"Certainly not.

The man is an overbearing fool, and I merely wish to give him a lesson.

Personally, I should be glad if the whole of the officers of the British force could be present, in order that he might be as much humiliated as possible; but even if I hated the man--and I have no shadow of feeling of that kind--I would not kill him.

He is going home to England to be tried by court martial, and its sentence is likely to be a far heavier blow, to a bully of that kind, than death would be.

He has a taste of it already, for I hear that he is hooted whenever he leaves his tent." At the appointed time the two parties arrived, almost at the same moment, at a spot arranged.