"Is that because of the Commander-in-Chief and E? You _are_ a lucky dog. I would too if I could afford it." Then the black Captain looked at the Junior Subaltern; and there was a great hush. And at last the black Captain shot his neck suddenly, and spouted, "Might I be so good as to ask you not to speak till you're spoken to?" And all the Fellows said in a sort of chorus, "Might I be so good, etc.?" But the Junior Subaltern went back behind the fairy-book and ate a lot more, and muttered. And when he had quite done both, he rose and went to where the Boy was sliding down Goliath by the tail and told him off a treat. [Illustration: THE BOY WAS SLIDING DOWN GOLIATH] But the Boy brought up at the bottom, bump, and said, "Why?" So the Junior Subaltern shot his neck as well as he could, which wasn't very well, because he hadn't much experience yet, and he answered, "Because I've nobody to tell off only you, because I'm Junior. Damb!" So that showed the Junior Subaltern was learning soldier, which is to shoot your neck and say damb in That Country. But the black Captain stood where he was, very proud and plucky, because he had done his duty, and it was a pleasure, too; and he said, "And now some more about George!" and he chucked his chest, although it had no medals on it, and went on, "I am George's cousin; only George doesn't like me to talk about it. So George is going to make a little war for me in Where-George-is, and I am to go and get killed or a medal; and either way I will be worthier to be George's cousin." And when they heard that they went on feeding and complaining as before. Then the black Captain, after a reproachful look, came towards Tiny. But Tiny rattled with his feet on the floor, and screamed. "Go way! go way! go way!--I don't want to talk about George or George's cousin--much obliged all the same thank you no though. George can talk about himself plenty without me, and so can his cousin. How d'you do? Good-bye!" And he shoved back his chair. But the black Captain held him down very firmly by the legs, and said, "You never want to talk about anybody but yourself, seems to me." Then Tiny turned more Christian, and replied, "You see, I'm so much more interestiner than you are, old chap. Matter of fact I don't want to talk about anybody; I just want to go to sleep, and think about a friend of mine," which was Baby. Then the Captain shoved closer and whispered, because of the Fellows,