“You’ll do,” he said quietly.
“I haven’t any nerves, if that is what you mean,” said Hal with a smile.
Lieutenant Anderson smiled back at him.
“I believe it,” he replied. “But come, we had better be on our way.”
Quietly the three left the tent. There was a penetrating chill in the early morning air. It was light now, but the sun had not yet appeared above the horizon. Dense clouds obscured the sky.
“Not a very cheerful morning to die,” commented Hal lightly, as they made their way quietly along.
“You are not afraid, are you?” asked Chester anxiously.
“What, after yesterday? Not a little bit.”
“I don’t believe you know what fear is,” declared Lieutenant Anderson.