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           IsleptinthedaytimeandwewrotenotesduringthedaywhenwewereawakeandsentthembyFerguson.Fergusonwasafinegirl.IneverlearnedanythingaboutherexceptthatshehadabrotherintheFifty-SecondDivisionandabrotherinMesopotamiaandshewasverygoodtoCatherineBarkley.

           "Willyoucometoourwedding,Fergy?"Isaidtoheronce.

           "You’llnevergetmarried."

           "Wewill."

           "Noyouwon’t."

           "Whynot?"

           "You’llfightbeforeyou’llmarry."

           "Weneverfight."

           "You’vetimeyet."

           "Wedon’tfight."

           "You’lldiethen.Fightordie.That’swhatpeopledo.Theydon’tmarry."

           Ireachedforherhand."Don’ttakeholdofme,"shesaid."I’mnotcrying.Maybeyou’llbeallrightyoutwo.Butwatchoutyoudon’tgetherintrouble.YougetherintroubleandI’llkillyou."

           "Iwon’tgetherintrouble."

           "Wellwatchoutthen.Ihopeyou’llbeallright.Youhaveagoodtime."

           "Wehaveafinetime."

           "Don’tfightthenanddon’tgetherintotrouble."

           "Iwon’t."

           "Mindyouwatchout.Idon’twantherwithanyofthesewarbabies."

           "You’reafinegirl,Fergy."

           "I’mnot.Don’ttrytoflatterme.Howdoesyourlegfeel?"

           "Fine."

           "Howisyourhead?"Shetouchedthetopofitwithherfingers.Itwassensitivelikeafootthathadgonetosleep."It’sneverbotheredme."

           "Abumplikethatcouldmakeyoucrazy.Itneverbothersyou?"

           "No."

           "You’realuckyyoungman.Haveyoutheletterdone?I’mgoingdown."