"Go t' the hospital," he commanded.
Then he strode away, but he did not return that night.
The moon was shining as the adjutant came, in sight and hailed the group of prisoners.
"What ye settin' there fer?" he shouted.
"You 'll know 'n a minute," said one of them.
"Halt! Who comes there?" D'ri demanded.
"Friend with—"
"Don't ye purten' t' be my friend," D'ri answered. "'T won't work.
Come up here 'n' set down."
"Stop foolin', man," said the adjutant.
"I ain't a-foolin'."