A day after his arrival in London, Lisle was visited by his friend Colonel Houghton, at whose house he had spent most of his leave when he was last in England.
"I saw your name in the paper, yesterday, as among the returned invalids; and thought that I should find you in the hotel where you stayed before."
"I wrote yesterday afternoon to you, sir."
"Ah! Of course, I have not got that letter. And now, how are you?"
"I am a little shaky, sir, but the voyage has done wonders for me.
I have no doubt that I shall soon be myself, again."
"You have not seen the last gazette, I suppose?"
"No, sir."
"Well, there was a list of promotions, and I am happy to say that you have got the D.S.O. for your services. I dare say you know that you succeeded to your company, just six months ago?"
"No, I did not know that. I knew that I stood high among the lieutenants, and expected to get it before long; but I am proud, indeed, of the D.S.O."
"To have won the V.C. and the D.S.O. is to attain the two greatest distinctions a soldier can wear.
"Now, you had better come down with me to my place in the country; the air of London is not the best, for a man who has been suffering from African fever."
"I certainly want bracing air, and I shall be only too glad to go home with you; for I feel it is more my home than any other in England."
As soon as Lisle began to recover a little, Colonel Houghton introduced him to his neighbours, who made a good deal of the young soldier. Five years had elapsed, since he had started with the Pioneers for Chitral, and he was twenty-one.
Soon after he went to the colonel"s, he was speaking to him of his friend and constant companion in the late campaign; and the colonel at once invited Hallett down. Hallett accepted the invitation, and soon joined them. He had pretty well recovered, and the campaign had knocked all his little laziness and selfishness out of him. He also had received the D.S.O.
"I am sure, Colonel Houghton," he said one day, "that I owe a tremendous lot to Lisle. He was always cheerful, and his unmerciful chaffing kept me alive. I am quite sure I should never have got through that time, when we were lost in the forest, if it hadn"t been for him. I was a confirmed grumbler, too; but he never let me indulge my discontent. Altogether you have no idea, Colonel Houghton, how much he did for me."
"Well, you know, Captain Hallett, how much he did for me."
"No, sir," Hallett said, in surprise; "he has often spoken to me of you, and of your kindness to him; but he did not tell me about anything he had done for you."
"Well, he saved my life at the risk of his own. If he has not told you the story, I will."
And he related the manner in which Lisle had won his V.C.
"Why did you not tell me about it, Bullen? It was a splendid thing to do. You did tell me, I remember, how you got the V.C. by helping to get an officer out of the grasp of the Afridis, but you gave no details."
"There was nothing to tell about it, Hallett. I only did what I am sure you would have done, in my case."
"I am by no means sure of that," Hallett said. "I am always slow in making up my mind about anything; and should never have thought of putting a wounded officer on my horse, and sending him off, while I remained to be cut to pieces. I hope I should have stood by him, and been cut down with him; but I am certain that I should not have thought of the other thing, with the Afridis rushing down upon me, only thirty yards away.
"You ought to have let me know about it. You did bully me a great deal, you know; and though it was all for my good, still I think I should have put up with it better, if I had known that you had done such a thing as that."
"I think you put up with it very well, Hallett. Chaffing you, and getting you sometimes into a rage--which was pretended, rather than real--did me a lot of good. I am sure I should have given in, several times, had you not acted as a sort of tonic; and had I not been sure that it did you as much good as it did me."
A month after Hallett"s arrival, the colonel said, one morning:
"Good morning, Lisle! I am going out with the hounds, tomorrow.
They meet near here. As you are not great riders, I won"t press you to go with me but, at least, you will ride with me to the meet. It is sure to be a good gathering, and you will probably meet some nice girls; who will, no doubt, have much greater attractions, for young fellows like you, than a gallop round the country."
"They have no particular attraction for me, sir," Lisle laughed.
"It will be time enough for that, in another eight or ten years. It is more in Hallett"s line."
"But we shall be chaffed, if we don"t ride after the hounds, Colonel," Hallett said.
"Not at all," the colonel replied, "you have a first-rate excuse.
You are only just recovering from fever. That would get you no end of commiseration and pity."
"In that case," Lisle said, "I think I should prefer staying at home. I don"t feel that I need the least pity, and don"t want to get it on false pretences."
"It won"t be false pretences," the colonel said. "I have taken care that all the ladies I shall introduce you to should know what you did for me, and how you did it."
"I am sorry to hear it, Colonel. It is really hateful, being regarded as a man who has done something, especially at my age.
However, I shall leave Hallett to bear the brunt of it. I know that he is on the lookout for a wife."
"I don"t think you know anything of the sort, Lisle. It will be time for that when I get my majority."
"Ah! That is all very well, Hallett; I know you took a good half-hour dressing your hair, previous to that dinner party last week."
"It has to be brushed. It was nearly all cut off, when we were in Cape Coast, and one doesn"t want to go out looking like a fretful porcupine."
So, laughing and joking, they started the next morning. There was, as the colonel had predicted, a large meet. Many ladies came on horseback, and others in carriages. The two young officers were soon engaged, chatting and laughing, with the latter.
"Do you mean to say that you are not going to ride, Captain Bullen?" one of the ladies on horseback said.
"In the first place, Miss Merton, I am an infantry officer and, except for a few weeks when I was on the staff of Colonel Lockhart, I have never done any riding. In the second place, I am forbidden to take horse exercise, at present. Moreover, although no doubt you will despise me for the confession, I dislike altogether the idea of a hundred men on horseback, and forty or fifty dogs, all chasing one unfortunate animal."
"But the unfortunate animal is a poacher of the worst kind."
"Very well, then, I should shoot him, as a poacher. Why should a hundred hors.e.m.e.n engage in hunting the poor brute down? Bad horseman as I am, I should not mind taking part in a cavalry charge; but hunting is not at all to my taste."
"You like shooting, Captain Bullen?"
"I like shooting, when there is something to be shot; in the first place, a dangerous animal, and in the second, an animal that is able to show fight. I have several times taken part in tiger hunts, and felt myself justified in doing so, because the animals had made themselves a scourge to unarmed villagers."
"I am afraid that you are a sort of Don Quixote," the girl laughed.
"Not quite that, Miss Merton; though I own I admire the good knight, greatly. We are going to move off, now, to the covert that has to be drawn; and I know I shall shock you, when I say that I sincerely hope that nothing will be found there."
The whole party then moved off, and the hounds were put into a covert. Five minutes later, a whimper was heard. It soon spread into a chorus, and then a fox dashed out from the opposite side; followed, in a couple of minutes, by the whole pack.
"Well, that is fun, is it not, Captain Bullen?" said a girl, to whom he was talking, in one of the carriages.
"It is a pretty sight," he said, "and if the fox always got away, I should like it. As it is, I say honestly that I don"t."
The meet now broke up, and the carriages dispersed. Hallett and Lisle accepted an invitation to lunch with the ladies to whom they were talking. Two hours later, Lisle was on the point of leaving, when a groom rode up at full speed.