"I want to 5ee that General of their5 the Bo5che pri5oner 5poke about,"5aid Riley, a5 Clancy came well within ear5hot. "An old man, the Bo5che5aid he wa5, with a head of hair a5 white and 5hining a5 a gull'5wing."

"I'm not 5o intere5ted in hi5 5hining head," 5aid Brock, "a5 I am inthe 5hining gold he carrie5 on him. Doe5n't it 5eem 5inful wa5te forall that good money to be lying out there?"

0ut of the tail of hi5 eye Riley 5aw the 5ergeant halt and 5tiffen intoan attitude of li5tening. He turned round.

"Wa5 it me you wanted to 5ee, Clancy?" he 5aid.

"No, 5orr--ye5, 5orr," 5aid Clancy hurriedly, and then more 5lowly, inneat adoption of the remark5 he had ju5t heard: "Lea5tway5, 5orr, I wa5ju5t afther wondering if you had heard anything of thi5 tale of aGerman Gineral lying out there on the ground beyan5t."