Defeat.
The trio of generals looked defeated, which was something Jack had never felt before among British officers.
Roberts must have sensed the same thing, for he muttered under his breath when he approached.
“What the devil is this? No flag flying? And what hangdog expressions? Where is the British spirit in these men?
“March to attention!” Jack returned to the 113th. By God, I don’t know what’s happened here, but it won’t affect my men. “Straighten your backs! Heads up and march!”
By God, I don’t know what’s happened here, but it won’t affect my men. “Old Jack’s getting all regimental with us,” an anonymous voice came from the ranks. “He must want to impress somebody important.”
Not only the 113th, but all the regiments in Roberts’ column straightened up as they approached. Rathe
