“I am.”
“Who’s that, Thomas?”
“Yeh.”
“When are we going to be relieved?”
“We’re standing by now. They ought to be here any minute.”
“Well, if that’s so, I’m gonna take my squad back. We’re pretty bad off, way up there, and one of the new fellows is making such a hell of a lot of noise that I’m afraid the Squareheads will begin firing again.”
“’Smatter with him?”
“Shell-shocked, I guess.”
“Well, maybe you’d better shove off.”
Hicks felt his way back through the darkness, through the curtain of mist.