After the meal was over, the major said: "You had better go with Mr.Brooke to the general, Captain Cooke.

I cannot well leave the regiment.
"We can let you have an outfit, Mr.Brooke; though we are, most of us, reduced pretty well to our last garments.

What with the jungle and what with the damp, we have nearly all arrived at the last state of dilapidation; but I am sure the general would like to see you in your present disguise." "It makes no difference to me, sir," Stanley said, with a laugh.

"I am so accustomed to this black petticoat, now, that I should almost feel strange in anything else.

I am afraid this dye will be a long time before it wears itself out.