Randy went up-stairs, took off his uniform, bathed and came down in the garments of peace.
"Glad to get out of your uniform?" the Major asked.
"I believe I am. Perhaps if I'd been an officer, I shouldn't."
"Everybody couldn't be. I've no doubt you deserved it."
"I could have pulled wires, of course, before I went over, but I wouldn't."
From somewhere within the big house came the reverberation of a Japanese gong.
Randy rose. "I'm going over to lunch. I'd
rather face guns, but Mother will like it. You can have yours here."
"Not if I know it," the Major rose, "I'm going to share the fatted calf."