"To-day the scouts have brought the news, there'll
be an attack on the camp to-night, so it's necessary to designate the
trusty lads." Guskof's face showed a fleeting smile as though he were
preparing to make some reply, but several times he cast a supplicating
look at S.
"Well, you know I have been, and I'm ready to go again if I am sent," he
said hastily.
"Then you'll be sent."
"Well, I'll go. Isn't that all right?"
"Yes, as at Arguna, you deserted the ambuscade and threw away your gun,"
said the adjutant; and turning from him he began to tell us the orders
for the next day.
As a matter of fact, we expected from the enemy a cannonade of the camp
that night, and the next day some sort of diversion. While we were still
chatting about various subjects of general interest, the adjutant, as
though from a sudden and unexpected impulse, proposed to Lieutenant O.
to have a little game. The lieutenant most unexpectedly consented; and,
together with S. and the ensign, they went off to the adjutant's tent,
where there was a folding green table with cards on it. The captain, the
commander of our division, went to our tent to sleep; the other
gentlemen also separated, and Guskof and I were left alone.
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