"I seem to have been hearing noises in the wood, for a long time; and when I heard you coming, I was by no means sure that it was not an illusion, like the others." "Here are twenty of your comrades with me, Pertab, and we shall soon get you into camp." "I didn't expect you till morning," the wounded man said.

"I thought that you would be far too tired to come out and, without you, they could not have found me." "They would have carried me, had it been necessary; but I managed to hold on pretty well.
"Now, my men, get him upon the stretcher, and let us be off.

Pour the contents of that bottle down his throat; that will keep him up, till we get back." For another four or five miles, Lisle kept along but, to his mortification, he was obliged at last to take to the stretcher.

The four Sikhs who carried it made light of his weight.

Once or twice, on the way, some dropping shots were fired at the party; but these were speedily silenced by a volley or two from the rifles.
It was four o'clock in the morning when they re-entered camp.