“Who did this? I was away but a moment. You or some other one did this!”
“Yes,” Gale agreed. She was standing now, and towered above him. “Someone did it, but not I. There was a man here when we came.”
“We!” he screamed. “Then there are others?”
“Only my companion,” she replied. “Don’t forget, we are soldiers—American soldiers.”
“But you are a woman!” He stared.
“Soldiers in uniform, all the same.”
“Ah, yes,” he sighed. “In China too the women fight. We shall win the war. When women fight they never lose.
“But you said there was a man.” His voice changed.
“Yes. Yes—I—I remember!” he exclaimed. “He was a slim man who walked a little lame.”
“In both feet,” Gale suggested.