"Have I not pledged my honour?"
"Very good; I will see my good friend Jean this evening. But you, you will remember, only the hospital."
After the evening soup, as all were going out, he called me.
"It is settled, my comrade; only the hospital?"
"But yes," I answered.
"Not this?" said the corporal, fingering a bayonet.
I shook my head.
"Not this?" and he touched the butt of a rifle.
I answered as before.