"Good evening, heroes!" said Harry lightly as he stepped forward.
He was welcomed with an exclamation of joy from them all.
"We meet again, Harry," said Colonel Talbot, "and it is the second time
since morning. I fancy that second meetings to-day have not been common.
We have the taste of success in our mouths, but you'll excuse us for not
rising to greet you. We are all more or less affected by the missiles of
the enemy and for some hours at least neither walking nor standing will
be good for us."
"Mohammed must come to all the mountains," said St. Clair, weakly holding
out a hand.
Harry greeted them all in turn, and sat down with them. He was
overflowing with sympathy, but it was not needed.
"A glorious day," said Colonel Leonidas Talbot.
"Truly," said Harry.
"A most glorious day," said Lieutenant-Colonel Hector St. Hilaire.
"Most truly," said Harry.
"An especially glorious day for the Invincibles," said Colonel Talbot.
"The most glorious of all possible days for the Invincibles," said
Lieutenant-Colonel Hector St. Hilaire.
There was an especial emphasis to their words that aroused Harry's
attention.
"The Invincibles have had many glorious days," he said. "Why should this
be the most glorious of them all?"
"We went into battle one hundred and forty-seven strong," replied Colonel
Talbot quietly, "and we came out with one hundred and forty-seven
casualties, thirty-nine killed and one hundred and eight wounded.
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