"Silence, Nettleton."
"I will, captain. Shall I make it hot?"
"Nettleton, will you shut your mouth?"
"I can't, captain, my teeth are too long."
"Go after some wood for my fire, William. Take your squad with you."
"Yes, captain."
In a moment Nettleton was heard calling:
"Here, ye darn lazy skunks you, captain wants some wood. Come, be quick, or I will have you all in the guard-house."
"Now, adjutant, what were you going to say?"
"Merely, that I want my parents, my relatives, to feel that I have done something that they may be proud of me!"