Skobeleff was as cool as a cucumber,as he
held out his hand to Little Bricks, and said,
in excellent English, or rather shouted into
hisear-
You are a molodyetza brave fellow I
How came you here* What brought you to
Busaia, I mean*'"'
Little Bricks, grasping the hand extended
as it it had been that of a comrade, yelled
back his answer in the other's ear
"Came to see the Grand Duke Alexia
Met him on the plains. We three helped
him his first buffalo hunt Asked us to call
on him, if we ever came to Boosha Got on
a tear and came Mere we ait. Know any
thing about the Grand Duke, stranger'"'
"The Grand Duke is at SebastopoL You
know he is in the navy, not the army You
will not be able to do'any thing with Aim in
this war, gentlemen. You had better come
with Here is my card. If we get out of
this fire alive, eall at that hotel in the morn
ing Is that understood?"
Little Bricks nodded, and just at that
moment Krapotkin touched Skobeleff on the
arm, and pointed out that, under the stage,
the door by which the orchestra went out
and in, was wide open, and looked black,
as if there was no fire, in that direction
The gesture was sufficient, and Skobeleff
touched the three cow-boys successively
and pointed them to- the door.
