"Just the same," he rambled, "fine fellows. Who said they weren't fine fellows?"
He wanted to argue it angrily with a wounded German propped against a shattered tree, but the lieutenant interrupted him, bringing up a medical orderly, asking him if he had any instructions. George answered very pleasantly:
"Not past me, Mr. Planter! Rank and file myself!"
The lieutenant glanced significantly at the medical orderly. He looked sharply at George's hair and suddenly pointed.
"They nicked him in the head, too."
The orderly knelt and examined the place the lieutenant had indicated.
"Oh, no, sir. That's quite an old scar."
XII
"Lost a leg or two?" Allen asked.
"Not yet. Don't think I shall. Planter's not so lucky, but he'll get home sooner."