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` I am , sir , ' Polson answered , saluting . ` What 's the meaning of this blaze here ? Ca n't you see that you 're drawing the enemy 's fire ? Report yourself to me at noon to-morrow . Scatter that stuff , and trample it out . ' A foot was thrust into the embers , and they flared up suddenly . The Major recognised his enemy , and looked from his eyes to the stripes upon the left sleeve of his ragged overcoat .