"I have heard nothing about it."
"I will see that that is set right," Mr. Thorold remarked.
"And now, do you know we must go down? — that is, _I_ must; and
I do not think I can leave you here."
"Oh, you have to be on parade!" I exclaimed, starting up; "and
it is almost time! —"
It was indeed, and though my companion put his own concerns in
the background very politely, I would be hurried. We ran down
the hill, Mr. Thorold's hand helping me over the rough way and
securing me from stumbling. In very few minutes we were again
at the gate and entered upon the post limits. And there were
the band, in dark column, just coming up from below the hill.
We walked the rest of the way in orderly fashion enough, till
we got to the hotel gate; there Mr. Thorold touched his cap
and left me, on a run, for the camp. I watched till I saw he
got there in time; and then went slowly in; feeling that a
great piece of pleasure was over.
I had had a great many pieces of pleasure in my life, but
rarely a _companion_.
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