"What do you know about it?"
"I know you."
I protested;
"That's idiotic! I'm sure there's a special grace given to uphold you!"
He conceded:
"That's true enough. One must be utterly dazed and allow oneself to be driven, without knowing what one is doing or where one is going."
This opinion shocked me.
"You exaggerate! I admit that may be so for the soldiers, wretched beasts of burden, ... but when once you are an N.C.O., and have responsibility of some kind...."
"One more chance of losing your head."
I denied it. I, for instance, absorbed by the anxiety of leading my men, was sure partially to forget the danger....