midnight
`` I 'll catch it to-morrow from everyone who thinks me worth noticing , '' growled the plebe to himself . `` However , though I tried to do my full duty , I 'm glad that was what I caught . I would n't care to march a comrade in , a prisoner . '' When the midnight relief came around , and Prescott 's relief was posted in his place , the young plebe knew the ordeal ahead of him . As soon as the relieved squad was halted at the guard tent , and Dick entered to get himself a cup of coffee and a sandwich or two , his glance fell upon the stuffed figure , which reposed on the floor at the back of the tent as though it had been a veritable prisoner . `` Did you shoot it , Prescott ? '' asked Derwent , the man who had just been relieved on number four .