"Thank you, no," said Beau. "I just dropped in to tell you fellows that we've just had a hell of a licking at Bull Run."
"Us!" said the colonel, rising.
"Us!" said Hamilton. "Licked?"
"Us!" said Hannibal.
"And I've got other news, too," said Beau, bashfully. "If I stop drinking till my year's up, and don't ever drink any more, Claire says she'll marry me."
Hannibal was the first to shake his hand.
"Boys," said Beau, "I hope if any of you ever sees me touch a drop you'll strike me dead."
He went out.
"I'm going to find out about this," said John; "what did he say the name of the licking was?"
"Bull Run."
"Bull Run. And I'll come back and tell you."
He was starting to descend the steep stairs to the street, when he caught the sound of snickers and creeping footsteps
