Blackburn, after applying the bell of his stethoscope to various areas on Snowball’s back, snapped the instrument from his ears.
“That’s all—go along—pass him fit, sergeant! Next!”
Snowball scrambled into his clothes and walked quickly towards Mauney.
“For heaven’s sake, Snowball, did you enlist?” he asked.
“Sure.”
“Shake on it.”
Mauney grasped the hired man’s hand and gave it a powerful shaking. “You’re a brick, Snowball. Just wait outside for me, I got through too, but there’s some red-tape about my eyes.”
When the recruits were all examined and were dressing, Capt. Blackburn pointed at Mauney.
“Get your eyes tested, boy?” he asked.