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‘Are you sure–really sure–on your honour?’ he asked eagerly.

‘Honest Injun!’ said Lambert. ‘You see, I began to think the military business was getting rather overdone; the army, like Wordsworth’s world, was “too much with us,” and it occurred to me to see whether the General’s courage would stand an outside test–so I composed that little challenge. Yes, you see before you the only Wah Na Sa Pash Boo–no others are genuine!’

Tinling felt that those girls were laughing at him; they had probably been in the secret for some time; but he could not care much just then–the relief was so delicious!

‘It was too bad of you, Lambert,’ said Mrs. Jolliffe. ‘He was really horribly frightened, and there are those other two down in the stockade all alone–you might have thought of that–they will be half out of their minds by this time!’

‘My dear Cecilia,’ was the reply,’don’t be uneasy, I did think of it. The moment they begin to feel at all uncomfortable they have directions to open a certain packet which explains the whole thing. If the gallant General had not been in quite such a hurry, he would have spared himself this unpleasant experience.’

‘Let’s all go down, and see how they’re getting on,’ said Hazel.

‘I know this,’ said the General sullenly, ‘they were in quite as big a funk as I was!’

‘Then why didn’t they run in, and ask to be hidden too?’ inquired Hilary.

‘Why? Because they didn’t dare!’ retorted Tinling, boldly.

‘You know,’ he remarked to Cecily, as they were going down together through the warm darkness, ‘it’s not fair of your uncle to play these tricks on fellows.’

‘Perhaps it isn’t quite,’ said Cecily, impartially; ‘but then he didn’t begin, did he?’

‘Ahoy!’ shouted Uncle Lambert, as they neared the stockade, and he was answered by a ringing cheer from the fortress.

‘Come on–we ain’t afraid of you! Don’t skulk there–see what you’ll get!’ And a volley of peas, corks, and small shot flew about their ears.

Lambert Jolliffe ran forward: ‘Hi, stop that! spare our lives!’ he cried, laughing. ‘Jack, you young rascal, put down that confounded popgun–can’t you see we’re not Red Indians?’

‘What, is it you, uncle?’ said Guy, in a rather crestfallen tone. ‘Where are the Red Indians then?’

‘They had to go up to town to see their dentist. But do you mean to say you haven’t opened my envelope after all?’

‘I thought you told us it was only in case we got frightened?’ said Jack.

‘What does the General say to that?‘ cried Lambert–but Clarence Tinling was nowhere to be found. He had slipped off to his bedroom, and the next morning he announced at breakfast that he ‘thought his people would be wanting him at home.’

So the army was disbanded, for there was a general disarmament, and on the afternoon after Tinling’s departure the entire Jolliffe family engaged in a grand cricket match, when lazy Uncle Lambert came out unexpectedly strong as an overhand bowler.