“It is not uncommon.”
The fisherman looked up from his net.
“Are you a soldier, Mynheer?”
“At present I am merely a private citizen; but I think I shall some day be a soldier.”
The man shifted his pipe between his teeth.
“If there is war, Mynheer?”
“Yes, if there is war.”
The fisherman nodded approvingly.
“We shall all need to be soldiers if we want to keep the French out, Mynheer.”