“I wear nines and these are sevens.”
“Corporal, take this man to the quartermaster's and have the boots changed.”
Taylor trotted off, pleased to get away from the officer, who next turned his attention to Hom.
“What's the matter with your right foot; are you left-handed in it?”
“No, sir; they gave me both lefts.”
“Sergeant, send this man to the quartermaster's and have the mistake rectified.”
Waterman was next in line.
“Who's inside this overcoat?” demanded the captain. “It's me, sir—private Waterman.”
“Couldn't you get a smaller overcoat?”
“They said it would fit me, and I had no time to try it on.”