The Eagle"s Nest was a more extensive scale model of the Crag, an isolated peak at the opposite flank of the British camp, with rugged hills overlooking it. Pine trees, knolls, and a plethora of rocks and boulders provided cover for the enemy. By the time Jack struggled to the 71st"s position, it was nearly noon.
"Welcome back, Girvan." The major greeted him with a sour grin. "Well, now you"re here, you"d better stay, but our lads are not very susceptible to officers from other units."
"So I"ve heard, but I"ll see what I can do."
"Aye." Girvan glanced over his men. "They"re a decent enough bunch. They can fight. The Bunerwals are gathering in the trees over there." He pointed to the fringe of the encroaching pine forest. "This country could be made for them."
"Where do you want me?" Ja
