“I am making a tour of inspection to see that everything is all right,” he said thickly. The Captain saw his condition and showed an inclination to follow him, but Lawrence waved his hand with what was intended to be a regal gesture, although in fact it seemed to throw him almost off his balance. The Captain stepped back most respectfully and saluted, but smiled as he followed with his eyes the young Prince. Lawrence strutted quickly but unsteadily until he came to within about a hundred yards of the mortars, where a sentry challenged him. “Pardon me, Your Royal Highness, but my orders are to permit no one to pass. If you will allow me, I will call the Corporal of the Guard, who will send for the Captain.” Lawrence interrupted him by bellowing: “Get out of my way, you stupid blockhead, or I’ll kick you out of my way! I have not time to wait for the lot of fools that you all are.” Then as the man did not move he gave him a tremendous upper-cut, catching his chin with the base of his open hand and sending his head back and lifting him off his feet. He fell sprawling about ten feet away against an iron railing, where he lay perfectly still with a nasty cut in the back of his head. The Captain, who had been slowly following to see that nothing happened to his Royal charge, ran up quickly and, ordering another soldier to take the place of the fallen sentry, had the wounded man hurried quickly out of sight. In the meantime Lawrence was strolling along, without even looking back at the poor fellow where he lay. “I caught him just right,” he muttered with a touch of compunction. “I hope I did not hurt him badly.” When he finally came to the mortars with the mysterious two-wheeled wagons attached to them, he walked around from one to the other, as if he were making a careful inspection to see that everything was all right. It was impossible for him even now to make out what was hidden under the canvas covers. One thing he could see, however, and that was, that from under each there ran a carefully insulated electric cable to the nearest fire hydrant where it was carefully attached. After inspecting all four, Lawrence turned around and went back to the second wagon, the cover of which he had noticed was not on exactly straight. He hoped to be able to see what was underneath, but he found that the cover was strapped down so tightly that he could get no inkling. During all this time the officers and men were standing at attention in their proper places, although they followed him with their eyes, an amused expression on their faces. Finding that it was impossible for him to discover anything while the covers remained on the wagons, he bellowed in a loud and commanding voice, not forgetting to imitate Royalty in its cups: “Lieutenant!” And to the young officer who ran up to him he said: