"Wise old birds, they are, too." The major had an unpleasant
laugh.
"I suppose they go where they are ordered, sir," replied Barry, "but
if you will excuse me, I have here a chit for Lieutenant Cameron, sir,
which has just come in," and Barry handed Cameron his message.
"Will you allow me, sir?" said Cameron.
"Certainly, go on, read it," said the major.
Cameron read the message, and on his face there appeared a grave and
anxious look.
"It's from the casualty clearing station, sir. One of our chaps from
Edmonton is there dangerously wounded, and wants to see me. I'd like to
go, sir, if I might."
"Oh, certainly. I'll make it all right with the O. C. Get a horse from
the transport. Which casualty clearing station is it?"
Cameron looked at his message.
"Menin Mill, sir."
"Menin Mill! By gad, I thought it was Brandthoek, but Menin Mill, good
Lord, that's a different proposition. That's way beyond Ypres, you know.
Right up on the line. You can't take a horse there. Do you think you
ought to go up at all?"
"I think I should like to go, sir," replied Cameron.
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