I order you not to go, for we have too much need of all our brave burghers to defend the country to let any man risk his life in a foolhardy adventure." "Pish!" "Silence!" said the other sternly.

"I am going back.

Had I known of this, I would not have let you come!" "Look here," said the other insolently, "we are not on duty now, and once for all I tell you that while I serve I am not going to put up with bullying from any man who is a step above me in the ranks." The first speaker looked at him sternly, and Ingleborough placed his lips close to West's ear.
"Look here," said Ingleborough, "if we shoot, both take aim at that obstinate brute, and give the other a chance to run for his life!" A nod was the only answer, as both listened to what was said further.
"You fellows, because you get made field-cornets by a bit of luck, don't know how to contain yourselves, and--" "Back to your horse!" said the first speaker, the veins in whose forehead stood out in a network beneath his flap-brimmed hat, while his voice sounded full of suppressed fury.
"Back yourself!" cried the other.

"I'll obey your orders in the field, but we of the Free State are getting tired of the overbearing ways of you men of the Transvaal.

Put down your rifle, sir! By all that's holy, if you hold it towards me in that threatening way, I'll send a Mauser bullet through you.