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Chapter 9

           "Haveyouanycheese?"

           Themajorspokegrudginglytotheorderlywhoduckedbackintotheholeagainandcameoutwithaquarterofawhitecheese.

           "Thankyouverymuch,"Isaid.

           "You’dbetternotgoout."

           Outsidesomethingwassetdownbesidetheentrance.Oneofthetwomenwhohadcarrieditlookedin.

           "Bringhimin,"saidthemajor."What’sthematterwithyou?Doyouwantustocomeoutsideandgethim?"

           Thetwostretcher-bearerspickedupthemanunderthearmsandbythelegsandbroughthimin.

           "Slitthetunic,"themajorsaid.

           Heheldaforcepswithsomegauzeintheend.Thetwocaptainstookofftheircoats."Getoutofhere,"themajorsaidtothetwostretcher-bearers.

           "Comeon,"IsaidtoGordini.

           "Youbetterwaituntiltheshellingisover,"themajorsaidoverhisshoulder.

           "Theywanttoeat,"Isaid.

           "Asyouwish."

           Outsideweranacrossthebrickyard.Ashellburstshortneartheriverbank.Thentherewasonethatwedidnothearcominguntilthesuddenrush.

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