Then the officer requested that he might be sent to the Brigade under escort.

The sergeant asked me if that would meet with my approval.

I said, "Certainly", and so, turning out three members of the guard with fixed bayonets, they marched us off towards the Brigade.

The spy had a man with a fixed bayonet on each side of him: they gave me only one.

I felt that this was a slight upon my manhood, and asked why they did not put a soldier on each side of me too, as I was as good a man as the other.