You let me put a bandage on it, and I warrant it will soon heal." "Poisoned, major ?" whispered the injured man.
"Poisoned, bedad! Nonsense, man.

It's a clean cut in your shoulder, and thank your stars it was there, and not in your chest." "Look out!" shouted one of the men.
His reason was apparent, for one of the praus, seeing that the Malays were going back discomfited, began firing from her brass gun, sending a ball skipping over the water, and it finally dashed high up among the trees.
"Bah! let him fire," said the major scornfully; "they couldn't hit the Hill o' Howth, and the safest place to be in is the one they aim at.
There, my dear boy, that's a business-like job, and it's in your left shoulder.

Now, Gregory, what's to be done ?" "We must go off at once in the gig and retake the ship," said Gregory sternly.
"No," said the major, shaking his head, as he gazed out to where the _Petrel_ lay.
"Not go, sir, and you've got a wife and child on board." "And I a father and mother," groaned Mark to himself.
"Yes, sir; and I've got a wife and child on board," said the major sadly; "and I want to help them.

But I'm a soldier, Mr Gregory, and I've learned a little of the art of war, and it isn't the way to save people in a beleaguered fort to go blindly and throw away your life and that of your men." "But those on board, sir," groaned Morgan.

"Hadn't we better share their fate ?" "We don't know their peril yet," said the major; "but I know this, if anything has happened to my poor wife--and child," he added softly, "my sword and pistol were in the cabin, and some one or two black scoundrels have gone to the other world to announce what has been done." "For heaven's sake, sir, don't talk," cried Gregory, who was half frantic with excitement; "what shall we do that is better ?" "There's another shot," said the major coolly.