American
Do you see something shining among the flowers at the bottom of the ditch?
Englishman
Why, yes. Is it—a leaf which catches the light?
American
(Stepping down.) I'll see. (He picks up a metal identification disk worn by a soldier. Angélique has rubbed it so that the letters may mostly be read.) This is rather wonderful. (He reads aloud.) "R.V.H. Randolph—Blankth Regiment—U.S." I can't make out the rest.
Englishman
(Takes the disk.) Extraordinary! The name and regiment are plain. The identification disk, evidently, of a soldier who died in the trench here. Your own man, General.
American
(Much stirred.) And—my own regiment. Two years ago I was the colonel of "The Charging Blankth."