“I must have loaded on more than I knew,” he said with a wry smile.
“What do you mean?” asked his father.
“I had a blue streak yesterday afternoon, and I took a few drinks; and here I have slept all the way through to the next morning!”
“You haven’t been out of the room since yesterday afternoon?” asked the colonel.
“No, of course not. I thought it was still yesterday afternoon until you told me that it is the next morning,” said Custer.
The colonel ran his fingers through his hair.
“I am glad,” he said.
Custer didn’t know why his father was glad.
“Riding?” he asked.
“Yes.”