As soon as the wounds had been attended to all, except the sergeant, and two more seriously wounded than the others, were sent off to their tents.
One of these was Lisle's tent fellow.

He said: "Mutteh Ghar, I don't know what to say to you.

You seem but a lad, and a light-hearted one; but you have proved yourself the best of us all.

I was lying next to you, and I will swear that you brought down eight of them with your rifle, before they charged.

Even while I was fighting I always heard your voice, like a trumpet; and after the sergeant had fallen you seemed to take command, as if it was your right.