t, which
was followed by an order from the mahout, resulting in the elephant
reaching up his trunk, which coiled round the young soldier's waist,
twitched him out of his seat, and dropped him at the driver's feet.

"Here, just a minute," panted the young soldier, thrusting his hand into
his haversack and withdrawing the last bit of bread. "Here you are, old
chap;" and he transferred the piece to the raised trunk, which he patted
again and again before it was withdrawn.--"Thankye, comrade. You will
find that prime 'bacco, and here's wishing I may see you again."

"Now, Pete," growled Smithers, for the first notes of the bugle-call
rang out.

"All right. Give us my rifle, comrade. I'm off." Catching the rifle
from the mahout's hand, he followed Smithers at the double; but he
contrived to give one glance back at the magnificent beast upon which he
had been mounted, with a strange feeling of longing for his lost seat.

CHAPTER ELEVEN.

FULL REVIEW ORDER.

"Ah, there you are, Knowle!" cried the Resident, bustling up to the
Major, who was marching slowly towards the parade-ground in full
uniform, carrying his sword under the left arm.

"Yes, here I am. Look all right?"

"Oh yes, yes," said the Resident impatiently.

"Don't show any spots, do I?"

"Spots?"

"Yes; this confounded, hot, damp climate--specks of mildew on my best
uniform. I say: you look capital, Dallas," continued the Major, running
his eye over the Resident's official dress. "That's the best of you
young fellows; you only want a wash and a brush up, and you are all
right. Get to my age, sir, and--"

"Oh, don't talk like that, Major. I was not thinking about uniforms."

"Eh, weren't you? I was. I don't mean about myself, but look at my
lads. Aren't they splendid, in spite of all the knocking about and
wear? But what's the matter? Not well?"

"No, sir; I am not well."

"Poor old chap! There's plenty of time; toddle up to the bungalow. Old
Morley will give you a pick-me-up, and set you right in no time."

"I have been there, sir."

"Oh, that's right," said the Major, with a chuckle.

"For I am very anxious about the ladies there, and the other women we
have in our charge, and I feel more than ever that we have been guilty
of a great error of judgment."

"Eh? What about?"

"What about, sir? Look around you."

"Eh? Well, we have plenty of company, but I don't see any error of
judgment."

"Why, my dear Knowle! Com