"Yes, yes," stammered the colonel in a mean, servile way, approaching the litter, "leave it all to me, Wacker. Don't raise a row, Stirling," he pleaded piteously, "don't have him arrested, I'll foot the bill, I'll square everything. This matter must be hushed--yes, yes, hushed up!" hoarsely groaned the military man. "Oh, its dreadful, dreadful!"