at him properly; and the handful of wild shots which they managed did not trouble him greatly.
It was a savage style of fighting, and if cruder than formation-flying, on the level of such an individual contest the unexpected ferocity told worse than discipline. The Chevalier squalled at last, frantically, and with a great convulsive heave managed to tear himself free, leaving great torn gashes in his flesh, three furrows along each shoulder almost like bars of rank. He bolted headlong away, leaving the Regal Copper in possession of the field.
The victorious beast spread his wings, glowing vividly red with the sun behind them, and roared triumphantly after the Petit Chevalier, a great deep bellowing noise like hosts of thunder, and then the Regal Copper turned to look at them and said, in tones of great disapproval, "Well, and what are you about? I don't think much of your sense, taking on a fellow that size."
"Pray," Elsie said timidly, "we didn't mean to, only he came on us all of a sudden; and Devastatio is hurt."
"Oh, there is another of you?" The Regal turned and scanned over the ground. They had drifted some way off in the fighting, and Devastatio had tried to drag himself under some trees, for concealment, but Regal Coppers had tolerable eyesight from a sufficient distance, and after a bit of scanning about he said, "Ha, there he is," and flew over to the hiding place, landing with a tremendous thump. "You lot were all told this morning not to come round here," the big dragon said severely, nosing over Devastatio's wounds. "I said those big Frenchies were going to be going up and down carrying soldiers about all this way, didn't I? This is going to be nasty, healing."
"We were told nothing of the sort!" Miller said, having to lean rather frantically away to keep from being squashed by the prodding.
The Regal jerked his head back in surprise, and then put it farther back, squinting at them rather uselessly. "Is that a man? Why, you are under harness," he said, exclaiming, and turned to squint at Elsie, too. "Both of you."
"Of course they are," Miller said, and added, with what Laurence had to admit was marked courage, if not much sense of gratitude, "Why are you flying about wild like this? Why have you gone out of the breeding grounds?"
"Hum," the Regal Copper said. "I am no hand at explaining things, so I suppose you had better come along with me and talk to the commander."
"What do you mean, commander," Miller said, bewildered. "Are you fighting with the militia?"
"Yes, all those fellows are with us," the Regal Copper said. "Come on then, up you get," he added, to Devastatio. The Winchester sniffed a little, still licking at his wounds a bit more, but obeyed, climbing awkwardly onto the enormous dragon's back. The Regal Copper went up with a tremendous propelling leap, took on a little height, and ponderously began to flap away, Elsie darting after him anxiously.
The flight was short, despite his slow pace, and he astonishingly landed them just outside the edges of a vast and neatly organized camp. Laurence had a glimpse of many dragons lying about in the clearing as they landed, and a large pen full of enormous black pigs.
The Regal padded along a broad cleared lane through the trees towards the heart of the camp, only to pull up short when a little Winchester, also without any harness, popped up on the border and said loudly, "Stop and give the watch-word!"
"It's me, isn't it?" the Regal Copper said. "And these two are with me, so they are all right, too."
"That don't matter," the Winchester said, stubbornly. "Everyone must give the watch-word, or else I am to yell, but," he said hastily, as the Regal Copper lowered his head, snorting, "I suppose that don't mean you," and hopped aside.
Laurence was startled to find a commander who had so little prejudice against unharnessed dragons that he had somehow conceived both to recruit them and make use of them in such a fashion. He wondered if the man could have some experience of the Corps - if he had a relation, or perhaps had lived near a covert. It made a solution twice over: both to keep the dragons from roving wild across the countryside, pillaging, and to strengthen his own militia force greatly. It did puzzle Laurence to see a dragon put on watch duty; but perhaps it would serve all the better