The word broke the silence. Windham gestured irritably. ‘Last night, Sharpe. A pity.’
‘Yes, sir.’ Whatever the Colonel meant by a pity. The dam not being broken?
Matthews’ death?
‘The General’s disappointed. Not with us. We did our job. We got the powder to the dam, we blew it up, and there wasn’t enough damn powder. It’s the Engineers to blame, not us.’
‘Yes, sir.’ Sharpe knew that Windham was beating round a very thorny bush. He had not brought Sharpe into the tent to tell him this. Collett gave a pointed cough and the Colonel cleared his throat.
‘It seems there was chaos at the dam, Sharpe, is that right?’
The word must have come from Captain Rymer, Sharpe thought, so he shrugged. ‘Night attacks are prone to confusion, sir.’
‘I know that, Sharpe, I know that. God damn it, man, I wasn’t breeched yesterday!’ The Rifleman made Windham nervous, the Colonel remembered his first meeting, back in Elvas, when he had felt the same reluctance to ride straight at the fence. He glared at Sharpe. ‘I sent you to bring me back news, nothing else, is that right?’
‘Yes, sir.’
‘Instead of which you usurped Rymer’s authority, organized an attack, stirred up the French, and had one of my officers killed.’
Sharpe could sense his own anger flaring and he fought it. He ignored the reference to Matthews. ‘Stirred up the French, sir?’
‘Damn it, man, you fired at them!’
‘Captain Rymer told you that, sir?’
‘I’m not here to argue with you! Did you or didn’t you?’
‘I returned their fire, sir.’
Silence. Rymer had obviously told a different story. Windham glanced at Collett, who shrugged. Both men believed Sharpe, but Rymer’s authority had to be backed up. Windham changed tack. ‘But nevertheless you disobeyed my orders?’
‘Yes, sir.’
Silence again. Windham had not expected the answer, or perhaps he had expected excuses, and Sharpe had made a simple admission of disobedience. But to ask the reason why, was to invite a criticism of Rymer that the Colonel did not want to hear. He looked at Sharpe. The Rifleman seemed so damned confident. He sat there, seemingly unworried, the strong, scarred face spoke of a competence and trustworthiness that disarmed the Colonel. Windham shook his head. ‘Damn it, Sharpe, Rymer’s in an impossible position. He’s trying to establish his authority over a company and he’s finding it difficult while you’re on his heels.’
Collett stirred, perhaps disapprovingly, but Sharpe nodded slowly. ‘Yes, sir.’
‘The rifles, for instance.’
Sharpe felt a flicker of alarm. ‘The rifles, sir?’
Collett broke in, his voice harsh, ‘Rymer’s opinion is that they led to our casualties last night. They’re too slow to load and last night they let us down. Muskets would have been faster, more effective.’
Sharpe nodded. ‘True, but that was only last night.’
‘And that’s only your opinion. Rymer disagrees. ‘ Collett paused. ‘And Rymer has the Company.’
‘Which he must run as he sees fit.’ Windham took up from Collett. ‘Which means the rifles must go.’
Sharpe’s voice, for the first time, rose. ‘We need more rifles, sir, not less.’
‘Which is what I am talking about!” Windham’s voice rose as well. ‘You cannot run the Light Company. One man must do it!’
Which was Rymer. Sharpe’s anger subsided. He was being punished not for his own failure, but for Rymer’s and all three men knew it. He forced a rueful smile. ‘Yes, sir.’
Silence again. Sharpe could feel that there was one more thing to be said, one thing the Colonel was shying from, and he had had enough. He would make it easy, get the damned interview over. ‘So what happens now, sir?’
‘Happens? We go on, Sharpe, we go on!’ Windham was avoiding the answer, but then he plunged in. ‘Major Hogan talked to us. He was upset.’ The Colonel paused. He had plunged in at the wrong place, but Sharpe could guess at what had happened. Windham wanted rid of Sharpe, at least for the moment, and Hogan had engineered an answer that Windham was hesitant about mentioning.
‘Yes, sir?’
‘He’d like your assistance, Sharpe. For a few days, anyway. The Engineers are short-handed, always are, damn them, and he asked for your help. I said yes.’