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ONE:It was late in the afternoon before the overworked Surgeon in the field hospital at Chattanooga, in which Si and Shorty were finally deposited, found time to examine them.His head turned and looked at the clock set into his wall. The eyes noted a position of the hands and passed the information to the brain: 8:47. The brain decided that it was time to go on to work. The body moved itself in accustomed patterns, opening the door, passing through the opening, shutting the door again, walking down the hallway. TWO:
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ONE:"Indeed you won't," said the Surgeon decisively. "You'll go straight home, and stay there until you are well. You won't be fit for duty for at least a month yet, if then. If you went out into camp now you would have a relapse, and be dead inside of a week. The country between here and Chattanooga is dotted with the graves of men who have been sent back to the front too soon." TWO:"What, you rascal, would you assault an officer?" said the newcomer, spurring his horse through the crowd to get at Shorty.
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ONE:"Rumors during a war are almost always ridiculous. That fact makes no difference at all. They'll be believedbecause they have to be believed.""Teaching," Dodd said. Again his voice had the faintly mocking sound of an echo. "And what are we teaching them? Push this button for us. Watch this process for us. If anything changes push this button. Dig here. Carry there." He paused. "Wonderfulfor us. But what good does it do them?" TWO:"One behind the other," he told the milling crowd. "A line, a straight line."
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ONE: TWO:For response, Shorty handed his cap, his gun, his bottle, his blanket-roll, his belt and haversack to Si, rolled up his sleeves, spit on his hands, doubled his fists, and stepped forward into a boxing attitude.
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ONE:Then she noticed that he hadn't started his own drink yet, so he took a cautious sip. It tasted like grape juice, like wine, likehe couldn't identify the ingredients, and besides he was watching her face. He took another sip. TWO:Rogier's voice became stern. "And that is?"
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