"
"All right, Barry," said the major, suddenly yielding. "Better take the
sergeant with you. He knows the way, and I guess he's all right now."
The major and Captain Neil followed the party up the stairs and out into
the trench. It was a beautiful starry night, and all was quiet now along
the front.
"I don't like it," said the major, as he and Captain Neil stood together
watching the party away. "I feel queer about it, Neil. I tell you I wish
I hadn't let him go, but he is so darned stubborn about what he thinks
is his duty."
"By Jove! Major, he always bucks me up somehow," said Captain Neil.
"Bucks us all up," said the major, and he turned to take up again the
heavy burden of responsibility so suddenly and so terribly laid upon
him. The relief had been completed, and the last N. C. O. had just
reported "all clear." The Headquarters Company, now reduced to a poor
half dozen, were standing ready to move, when the telephone rang.
"Yes, doctor," said the major, answering it. "Oh, my God! My God! Not
that, doctor! Oh, God help us all! I'll be right down.
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