It was past the middle of the afternoon now, and the day of the week Monday. This little column was winding up the third day of its work in field.
As B Company traveled tediously along, Hal Overton was nineteenth man from the first sergeant. Noll was twentieth; directly behind Terry marched Private Hyman.
"Terry?" called Hyman in a low tone.
"Yes?" returned Noll.
"How do you like field work now?"
"Fine."
"You're a cheerful liar," growled Private Hyman.
"No, I'm not," laughed Noll. "I'm telling the truth."
"You really enjoy this hike?"
"Yes; and so does Hal."