_Chapter_ XI NAPOLEON IN PURSUIT _Chapter_ XII CORPORAL WILKES ON GUARD _Chapter_ XIII DON MIGUEL’S MAN _Chapter_ XIV AN INCIDENT AT CACABELLOS _Chapter_ XV THE GREAT RETREAT _Chapter_ XVI THE BATTLE OF CORUNNA _Chapter_ XVII IN THE GUADALQUIVIR _Chapter_ XVIII A SQUIRE OF DAMES _Chapter_ XIX PALAFOX THE MAN _Chapter_ XX A DAY WITH TIO JORGE _Chapter_ XXI NIGHT ON THE RAMPARTS _Chapter_ XXII JUANITA _Chapter_ XXIII THE FIGHT IN THE RUINS _Chapter_ XXIV "A BON CHAT, BON RAT" _Chapter_ XXV PEPITO FINDS A CLUE _Chapter_ XXVI WANTED: DON MIGUEL PRIEGO _Chapter_ XXVII THE ELEVENTH HOUR _Chapter_ XXVIII THE LAST FIGHT IN SARAGOSSA _Chapter_ XXIX FRENCH LEAVE _Chapter_ XXX THE WHIP HAND _Chapter_ XXXI DOCTOR GRAMPUS AND A FRENCH COOK _Chapter_ XXXII THE PRISONER AT BAYONNE _Chapter_ XXXIII PALAFOX THE NAME _Chapter_ XXXIV DEAD MEN TELL NO TALES _Chapter_ XXXV DOOM _Chapter_ XXXVI SERGEANT WILKES WANTS TO KNOW *Glossary of Spanish Words* *List of Illustrations* Plate I THE 95TH CHARGE HOME . . . . . . . . . Frontispiece Plate II A QUESTION OF SUPPLY Plate III JACK CAPTURES A DRAGOON Plate IV JACK MAKES AN OPPORTUNE APPEARANCE Plate V FRANCISCO FALLS FROM THE PLANK Plate VI JACK HAS A NARROW ESCAPE Plate VII JACK LEADS A FORLORN HOPE Plate VIII MIGUEL ESCAPES FROM THE GARDEN *Maps and Plans* 1. Map of Spain and Portugal, showing the positions of the French, Spanish, and British forces at the commencement of Moore’s retreat from Sahagun 2. Plan of the Battle of Corunna 3. Plan of the City of Saragossa 4. Plan of the Plaza Alvarez District The plans of Corunna and Saragossa are copied, by kind permission of Professor Oman and the Delegates of the Clarendon Press, from the former’s "History of the Peninsular War", Vols. I and II. *CHAPTER I* *Corporal Wilkes wants to know* An International Question—Discipline—An Onlooker—Lumsden of the 95th—Dogged—A Six Days’ Ride—Puzzlement "What I want to know," said Corporal Wilkes, banging his fist on the table in front of him—"what I want to know is, what you Dons are doing for all the coin we’ve spent on you." He was seated with a few other stalwarts of the 95th under the eastern colonnade of the Plaza Mayor, in Salamanca; a nondescript group of Spaniards, stolidly curious, blocked up the footway, and stood lounging against the balustrade. Getting no answer to his question, and probably expecting none, the corporal jerked his chin-strap under his nose, glared comprehensively around, and continued: