Now Daniel was known, to the men of that regiment, as a wretch who'd been imprisoned there by King James II; one cheer for Daniel! Jeffreys had sent murderers to slay him – two cheers! And he had arrived at some untalked-about agreement with Sergeant Bob: three cheers! So in the last weeks before his 'escape' Daniel had become a sort of regimental mascot – as Irish regiments kept giant wolf-hounds, this one had a Puritan.