“Well, so was I. I doan think nauthin o' them guys that are so stuck up 'cause they enlisted, d'you?”
“Not a hell of a lot.”
“Don't yer?” came a voice from the other side of Andrews, a thin voice that stuttered. “W-w-well, all I can say is, it'ld have sss-spoiled my business if I hadn't enlisted. No, sir, nobody can say I didn't enlist.”
“Well, that's your look-out,” said Applebaum.
“You're goddam right, it was.”
“Well, ain't your business spoiled anyway?”
“No, sir. I can pick it right up where I left off. I've got an established reputation.”
“What at?”
“I'm an undertaker by profession; my dad was before me.”
“Gee, you were right at home!” said Andrews.