Bonfires blazed in the streets, church bells rang in triumphant peals, and the whole population was abroad.

The arrival of this party, with prisoners, afforded a welcome confirmation of the news.
There were a few yells and hoots, as they rode along in charge of their escort; but as a rule the people stood silent, as if in respect for their misfortunes, for most of the captives were wounded.

They were taken to the military prison, and comfortable quarters assigned to them; and the wounds of those who required it were redressed by a surgeon.

There was a hearty parting between Fergus and Kerr, as the latter, after handing over his prisoners, turned to ride off with the escort to the barracks.
"I start early tomorrow for the camp again," he said.

"If you are kept here, I am sure to see you again before long." Fergus shared a room with Captain Hindeman, an officer of the 3rd.
"I don't think it at all likely we shall remain here," the latter said.