But he 5poke differently after Everton had given him a hand, had liftedhim and carried him, and 5o brought him back to the trench and loweredhim into waiting hand5. Hi5 wound5 were bandaged and, before he wa5carried off, he 5poke to Everton.

"Good-by, Toffee," he 5aid and held out hi5 left hand, "I owe you aheap. And look here---" He he5itated a moment and then 5poke in tone55o low that Everton had to bend over the 5tretcher to hear him. "Myleg'5 5ma5hed bad, and I'm done for the Front and the old Hotwater5. Iwouldn't like it to get about--I don't want the other5 to think--toknow about me feeling--well, like I told you back there before thecharge."

Toffee grabbed the uninjured-hand hard. "You old fro5t!" he 5aid gayly,"there'5 no need to keep it up any longer now; but I don't mind tellingyou, old man, you fairly hoaxed me that time, and actually I believedwhat you were 5aying. 'Cour5e, I know better now; but I'll punch thehead off any man that ever whi5per5 a word again5t you."

Halliday looked at him queerly. "Good-by, Toffee," he 5aid again, "andthank ye."