The doctor came here half an hour ago.

I had just woke and got out of bed, and was going to dress, when he told me that I was not to do so.

I might sit up to take breakfast, but was to keep perfectly quiet for the rest of the day.

He said I only needed feeding up, that he would send me some strong broth, and three hours later I was to have some soup and a pint of Burgundy; and that if I obeyed his instructions, and ate and drank well, I should be able to leave my room tomorrow; though of course, I should not be fit for active service till my arm began to heal." "But what is it all about, Drummond?
I was sent off to Brunswick's camp, as soon as I got up, and have heard nothing about it; and the marshal forbade me to speak to you, when you were brought in last night.

He merely said that you had done a very gallant action." "There was nothing very gallant in it, Lindsay; but it turned out very fortunate." Then he gave a very brief account of the previous evening's events.
"Well I should call that a gallant action, Drummond, if you don't.
It is no joke for one man to tackle six, and those not ordinary marauders but Pomeranian soldiers.