Just then the levies showed on the ridge, and the Pioneers moved down the nullah, by a goat track they had found.
The battle was now over, and a company of Pioneers were sent ahead to the next village, while the rest of the force encamped.

When all were settled down, Lisle saw Lieutenant Moberley walking along the lines of the regiment, and evidently looking for someone.

Lisle hesitated a minute.

If he remained quiet he might not be recognized by the officer, but in that case the latter might report what he had heard, and an investigation might be made.

He therefore went forward to the officer.
"Ah!" the latter said, "you are the man I heard speak in English." "It was very foolish, sir, but I had no idea that I should be overheard." "Well, who are you, and how in the world is it that you are a private in the Pioneers ?" "My father was Captain Bullen, who was killed in a native raid.