“I’d been awake. I had time to consider.”
“But think of a man like Kautz for instance. Can you imagine him doing what I did just now?”
“He might have made the same mistake.” Tim smiled. “Kautz would have convinced me I was wrong.”
“Not likely he would have made such a devilish big mistake.”
“Kautz was a professional soldier. When you and I were fighting men we made ourselves think as soldiers think, but Kautz thought that way every minute of his life.”
“You mean we aren’t soldiers any more.”
“We’re the hunted, not the hunters, now. It changes a man. It frightens me sometimes when I lie awake in the gray light of dawn.”
Red smiled at last. “I wonder where Kautz is now.”
“God knows. Maybe back with the Seventh again.”
“I hope he is.”