Wakefield, incensed, stood immediately, his chair thrust against the wall with a clatter. The two soldiers at the door quickly entered, ready to subdue the enraged man.

"Have I offended your honour, sir?" chided Shortland, who remained seated. "We both know it's true, therefore your precious little probity remains intact." Shortland gave Wakefield a withering look. "Sit down, man, I'm not through yet," he said dismissively.

The soldiers stood threateningly, waiting for Colonel ...