GIRL
Oh, do write it! I would like to see it written like real poetry.
[The Boy begins to write. The Girl watches.
FIRST SENTRY
You see, we'll be fighting again soon.
SECOND SENTRY
Only a little war. We never have more than a little war with the hill-folk.
FIRST SENTRY
When a man goes to fight, the curtains of the gods wax thicker than ever before between his eyes and the future; he may go to a great or to a little war.
SECOND SENTRY