The Romance of War; or, The Highlanders in Spain, Volume 2 (of 3)Grant, James
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The Romance of War; or, The Highlanders in Spain, Volume 2 (of 3)
Grant, James
Great Britain. Army. Gordon Highlanders -- Fiction; Peninsular War, 1807-1814 -- Fiction
"Sorry to spoil your breakfast, Stuart, by this early visit," said the
adjutant, entering; "but Cameron has sent me for your sword, and desires
me to say that you must consider yourself under arrest, until you can
state satisfactorily in writing your reasons for absenting yourself for
these nine days past without leave. He is in a towering passion; all
the blood of Lochiel seems to be bubbling up in him, because you did not
report yourself last night. I never before saw his eyes glare as they
do this morning."
"Pshaw! Claude, you—"
"A fact, upon my honour. But do not be alarmed; he is too well pleased
with your conduct at Almarez to carry this affair to extremities. I
believe, but for that night’s work, he would bring you to a
court-martial instanter."
"The deuce he would! Do you think so, A——?"
"Of course. You know Cameron; there is not a stricter fellow in the
service,—a regular martinet. But you had better take your pen, and
endeavour to satisfy him by a sheet of foolscap. ’Tis well you left us
so soon last night, as you will require a clear head this morning. Mine
aches as if it would fall in pieces; but I mean to call at the
wine-house, (you know the saying,) ’to take a hair of the dog that bit
me.’"
"A very strange fellow, the French cuirassier, Claude?" observed
Macdonald.
"A hare-brained spark as ever I met with. He has played sad mischief
with all ours. We shall not have one officer to each company on parade
this morning. A dozen, I believe, are lying under the table with
himself. Campbell, old Macdonald, and our most seasoned topers were put
to their mettle by him. But give me your sword, Stuart; the colonel is
waiting for it, but I trust will not keep it long. You must endeavour
to make your peace with him as soon as possible, and not be under any
fear of being put in Coventry by our mess: we know you too well to do
that."
Ronald felt considerable chagrin as he beheld Claude A——, the adjutant,
carry off his weapon and found himself under arrest, and in imminent
danger of being arraigned before a general court-martial. He composed
himself to indite, for the colonel’s perusal, an account of his absence,
which he found a very delicate and difficult matter, as he was unwilling
that the mess should get hold of poor Catalina’s name to make it a
subject of ridicule, and quiz him about it, which he feared would be
done unmercifully, if he took not some stern means to stop them.
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