Gil the Gunner: The Youngest Officer in the EastFenn, George Manville
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Gil the Gunner: The Youngest Officer in the East
Fenn, George Manville
Great Britain. Army -- Colonial forces -- India -- Juvenile fiction; Young men -- Juvenile fiction
"March all the men to that spot, and form an ambush at the foot of those
trees. Be quite ready for us when we join you."
"What are you going to do?"
"Silence, and listen to my orders," said Brace sternly. "You will march
the men there in single file by keeping just at the edge of the forest,
where it is more open; but the greatest care will be necessary so that
you are not seen from the town. If you are, the plan is spoiled."
"Right; I'll be careful. I understand. When am I to attack?"
"When I or Vincent give the word. You ought to be at that spot in less
than an hour, in spite of dense growth."
"Yes; I'll be there."
"Keep your men hidden, and whatever you see take place, don't stir, even
if we are taken prisoners."
"Well--I'll obey orders, sir."
"That is good. Now then, back to your men; and, mind, it is of vital
importance that you carry out my orders to the smallest item."
"You may trust me," said Haynes, quietly; and it was the soldier
speaking now to his superior. The friendly, easy-going ways of
brother-officers were gone, and we stood together watching him till he
disappeared among the trees.
For a few moments Brace made no movement, but stood as if plunged in
thought. Then, turning suddenly, he moved to the very edge of the
forest, and leaning forward gazed intently at the town, whose houses
looked bright in the morning sun, and among which were throngs of
white-clothed people emerging here and there. We could see the guns too
glistening in the sun, but no sign of armed men excepting the sentries,
whose swords glittered as they walked to and fro.
"Why, Gil," said Brace, drawing a long breath, "how satisfied they seem
of their safety; a squadron of lancers would capture those guns with
ease."
"And we are going to capture them without," I said.
"Hist! what was that?"
"Haynes giving an order to march," I said.
"No; some one coming this way! Well, what is it?" he cried to a man who
came on at the double, and saluted.
"The lieutenant, sir," replied the man. "Will you come at once?"
"Something wrong," I heard Brace mutter, as he strode back through the
trees to where the men were drawn up with Haynes in front.
"Now, what is it?" said Brace, sharply. "Why are you not gone, sir?"
"I thought it my duty to stop and see if you would change your plans,"
replied Haynes. "The prisoners have escaped."
"What?" cried Brace, excitedly, as he ran his eyes along the men. "Who
were on duty?"
"The men were _all_ ordered to fall in," said Haynes.
"Yes; quite right. Oh, what a blunder!" added Brace, excitedly, beneath
his breath. Then turning to me--"Gil," he murmured, "our plan is
thwarted."
"Don't give up yet," I whispered.
"But they will have gone to the town and given warning of our presence."
"They may have fled in another direction."
Brace was silent for a few moments, and then he said quickly--
"Well, it need not interfere; we should be obliged to move off, but must
alter our plans a little."
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