George Tomkyns Chesney,
The Dilemma - Chapter XXXVII
(1876)
“ The poor wretch fell back groaning and raising his arms as he writhed under the wound; but the trooper, drawing out his lance from the body, with a grim smile drove it in again through his chest, and, after a convulsive struggle, the body settled down into the stillness of death. "That man must have been some one of mark," said Yorke to the colonel, as they rode away: "would it not have been worth while bringing him in as a prisoner?" "The general would certainly have hung him in the morning; besides, our fellows are too tired to be bothered with guarding prisoners all night." ”
