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I always understood. Indeed," I added, 

 " I had it from the Sergeant's own lips : 

 his name was Bunn." 



" Hear me/' said my friend ; " we both 

 are right. Sergeant Bunn, with a dozen 

 or more troopers, had surrounded the 

 General on the battle-field, and demanded 

 him to surrender. He refused to give up 

 his sword, as there was no commissioned 

 officer present, the rest of the regiment 

 having galloped on in pursuit ; and he 

 and his aide-de-camp would have been 

 sabred, had I not opportunely stepped 

 up, and, speaking to the General in 

 French, he immediately gave me his 

 sword. You will no longer doubt me, 

 I hope." 



I bowed, and attempted an apology. 



" Say not a word about it," he exclaimed; 

 "you were not aware of the nice points 

 of etiquette or chivalrous honour displayed 

 on such occasions ; but pray, may I 



