“Two months, come Sunday.”
“You know to the day, don’t you? You are keenly anxious for that day to come, aren’t you?”
“Why wouldn’t I be? I’ve got folks at home.”
“Haven’t you and Grant both been malcontents throughout your entire period of service?”
“It’s news to me, if it’s true.”
“Haven’t you often heard Private Grant swear vengeance against Captain Comyn?”
“Not no more than to belly-ache some little.”
“Is it not a fact that since you and Grant ran amuck on the transport coming over, and Comyn put you both in irons, the two of you had sworn vengeance against him; that you had both taken the blood oath to get him?”
Severance looked blankly at his questioner and blankly shook his head.
“That’s all new tidings ter me,” he asserted with entire calmness.