“Looks as though you’d better get out of this right now,” she snapped. “If I understand the reason for all this, it’s for our own good—to prepare us for real trials to come if we’re sent into the fighting areas.”
“Mind your own business,” snapped Tini like a spoiled child. “I’ve got a right to blow off if I want to.”
She stalked on to the next test. Here they were required to swing by a rope down the side of a ravine. Nancy and Mabel followed slowly, and Mabel said, “If they keep her on she’ll get our unit into trouble, sure as life.”
“I doubt if they keep her with such an attitude.”
“She griped like that all the way through nurse’s training,” Mabel explained.
“Oh, was she in your class?”
“Yes. We came here together, too. You have to hand it to Tini, though. She has a keen mind and makes grand marks. They had no grounds for turning her down, I suppose.”
“She makes me feel as uncomfortable as those suspects on the train did.”
“Yeah!” agreed Mabel. “There’re more ways of working against Uncle Sam than outright sabotage.”