emselves. Of feasting,
praising, and complimenting they had their fill--more than enough, West
said, for he declared that the hues of returning health which were
coming into his cheeks were only blushes caused by the way in which
people talked about his bravery, dash, "and all that stuff."

Ingleborough took it all more contentedly.

"I don't mind their praising us!" he said. "Frankly, I rather like it;
and, without bragging, I think we did earn it all!"

"Well, we did run some risks!" said West; "and of course it's much nicer
for our friends to know that we escaped and are alive and well."

"And a jolly deal nicer for us too. But what do you say to joining the
army? After what the General said I think we might both get
commissions."

"Perhaps," said West; "but it's doubtful now that everything is settling
down. I feel disposed to invest my share of the loot and to stop on
with the company after the splendid offer they have made me. Hadn't you
better do the same?"

"I'm nearly half disposed to, Noll," replied Ingleborough; "but more
than half inclined to go into the police altogether. I've had an
invitation, and I think the life would suit me better than settling down
to a desk. Yes, this settles it! I shall go on to Norton and say
`Yes.'"

"Well, I'm sorry," said West; "but at the same time I'm glad, for you'll
make a splendid officer!"

"Here, hold hard! I don't want to hear you begin puffing me. By the
way, you heard the news about Fatty Anson?"

"No, not a word!" cried West excitedly.

"Promoted."

"Nonsense! What a shame!"

"It's a fact, my lad! He has just received his commission in Mrs
Partington's Brigade."

"What!" cried West. "Oh, this is some bit of chaff!"

"Oh no!" said Ingleborough, laughing. "It's a fact. The regiment
employed by the old lady to help her keep out the Atlantic with a mop."

"Bah! You mean that he has been sentenced with other convicts to help
to build the Cape breakwater?"

"Good boy! Quite right! For five years!" replied Ingleborough.

"Well," said West thoughtfully, "I suppose he deserves it, and I hope he
will become a better fellow when he has served his time."

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