ONE:"Fine officer, to go on duty that way. Where do you belong?""Open it and read it, Maria," said Si, to whom reading of letters meant labor, and he was yet too weak for work.
TWO:"Our General don't have to tag us," said Shorty, who had come up and listened. "He knows all of us that's worth knowin', and that we'll go wherever he orders us, and stay there till he pulls us off. Our corps badge's a full haversack and Springfield rifle sighted up to 1,200 yards."
TWO:"You speak of my going alone," she said. "But that is me, and no more. What of the others?"
THREE:"Yes, Hi've got enough," answered the English man. "I'm too groggy to go on. Hi've been drink-in' a bit too much to 'andle myself wi' a first-class man like yerself. Y've downed me, and y've downed me fair, for Hi'm not the man to whimper about not being fit. There's my hand. We're friends. We'll try hit again some day, when Hi've got the likker out o' me; won't we?"Norma did what she could, did what she thought right. "You don't have to die," she told him. "You're not responsible."
