“How should I know? Live around best I can. What can a feller do when he don't dare show his face in the street?”
“Anyway, it makes you feel as if you had some guts in you to be out on your own this way,” cried Andrews boisterously.
“Wait till you've been at it two months, boy, and you'll think what I'm tellin' yer.... The army's hell when you're in it; but it's a hell of a lot worse when you're out of it, at the wrong end.”
“It's a great night, anyway,” said Andrews.
“Looks like we ought to be findin' a haystack to sleep in.”
“It'd be different,” burst out Andrews, suddenly, “if I didn't have friends here.”
“O, you've met up with a girl, have you?” asked Eddy ironically.
“Yes. The thing is we really get along together, besides all the rest.”
Eddy snorted.
“I bet you ain't ever even kissed her,” he said. “Gee, I've had buddies has met up with that friendly kind. I know a guy married one, an' found out after two weeks.”