'Yes.

'Lieutenant Rogers, sir. Headquarters. Major General Nairn's compliments, sir, and would you report at once.

Sharpe took the reins of the spare horse from Rogers, looped them over the horse's head. 'What's it about?

'About, sir? Haven't you heard? Rogers was impatient, his horse fretful. Sharpe put his left foot in the stirrup, reached for the saddle, and Harper helped by heaving him upwards. Rogers waited as the Sergeant retrieved Sharpe's shako. 'There's been a massacre, sir, at some place called Adrados.

'Massacre?

'God knows, sir. All hell's loose. Ready?

'Lead on.

Sergeant Patrick Harper watched Sharpe lurch as his horse took off after the Lieutenant. So the rumour was true and Harper smiled in satisfaction. Not a satisfaction because he had been proved right, but because Sharpe had been summoned and where Sharpe went, Harper followed. So what if Sharpe was a Major now, supposedly detached from the South Essex? He would still take Harper, as he always took Harper, and the giant Irishman wanted to help take revenge on the men who had offended his decency and his religion. He began walking back towards the Company, whistling as he went, the prospect of a fight pleasant in his soul.

CHAPTER 3

'Damn, damn, damn, damn, damn, damn, damn. Major General Nairn, still in a dressing gown, still with a cold, stared out of the window. He turned as Lieutenant Rogers, having announced Sharpe, left the room. The eyes, under the straggling eyebrows, looked at Sharpe. 'Damn.

'Sir.

'Cold as a parson's bloody heart.

'Sir?

'This room, Sharpe. It was an office, one table smothered in maps which, in turn, were littered with empty cups and plates, snuff boxes, two half eaten pieces of cold toast, a single spur and a marble bust of Napoleon on which someone, presumably Nairn, had inked embellishments which made the Emperor of the French look like a simpering weakling. The Major General crossed to the table and lowered himself into a leather chair. 'So what have you heard about this bloody massacre, Major? Cheer an old man up and tell me you've heard nothing.



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