“But you are hurt! Is your head badly injured?”
“Cut.”
“And your hand?”
“Cut.”
Cowan could not escape laughing. McGee and Larkin joined in.
165“I’m not laughing at your injury, Lieutenant,” Cowan explained, “but at your way of telling it. If that should happen to Yancey he’d write a book about it. Of course, I’m delighted to see you alive. I had the good fortune to wipe out the one that shot you down. He went down spinning.”
“See him crash?” Rodd asked.
“No. Things were pretty thick. I didn’t have time to watch.”
“Didn’t kill him,” Rodd announced.
“What!”