Lisle had been told off to the first waggon.
It was a long march, two ordinary stages being done in one.

As the animals were fresh, the transport arrived at the camping ground within an hour of the main column.

Accustomed though he was to exercise, Lisle found the weight of his rifle, pouches, and ammunition tell terribly upon him.

He was not used to the boots and, before half the journey was completed, began to limp.

The havildar, noticing this, ordered him to take his place on the top of the baggage on his waggon.
"It is natural that you should feel it, at first, Mutteh Ghar," he said.