“Whores, I must have said.”
“Well! Any girl you could pick up on the street....”
“Nonsense!”
“I guess they are all that way in this damned country.... God, it will do me good to see a nice sweet wholesome American girl.”
Andrews did not answer. He blew out the light and got into bed.
“But I've got a new job,” Walters went on. “I'm working in the school detachment office.”
“Why the hell do that? You came here to take courses in the Sorbonne, didn't you?”
“Sure. I go to most of them now. But in this army I like to be in the middle of things, see? Just so they can't put anything over on me.”
“There's something in that.”
“There's a damn lot in it, boy. The only way is to keep in right and not let the man higher up forget you.... Why, we may start fighting again. These damn Germans ain't showin' the right spirit at all... after all the President's done for them. I expect to get my sergeantcy out of it anyway.”