You'd better rethink your position, then...."That is silliness," Marvor said instantly. "I want things. They make me do training. Why can I not do what I want to do?"
"See here," he said, after a moment's pause."Well, you just will go with me, and no more chinning.""Why don't you get a rope. Shorty, and tie the blamed kid to you, and not be pestering yourself and everybody else about him all the time?" asked the Orderly-Sergeant irritably, for he was deeply intent upon the prospective charge, and did not want to be bothered. "He's more worry than he's worth."Another step.