tranter

The command now devolved upon Lieutenant Tranter, who a moment later was killed.

"I am much beholden to you, sir," said Tranter, though in no very friendly voice.

"For my part, I have no wish to slay this young man," said Tranter, wiping his heated brow.

"Bolsover's reason would seem to be the obvious one," Tranter returned.

Then, for the first time, Tranter became aware of another presence in the room.