“You didn't feel so gay when the war was, though, I guess!” the boy ventured.
“I guess we didn't.”
“Were you scared, Grandpa? Were you ever scared the Rebels would win?”
“No. We weren't ever afraid of that.”
“Not any at all?”
“No. Not any at all.”
“Well, weren't you ever scared yourself, Grandpa? I mean when you were in a battle.”
“Oh, yes; then I was.” The old man laughed. “Scared plenty!”
“I don't see why,” the boy said promptly. “I wouldn't be scared in a battle.”
“Wouldn't you?”