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Chapter 2
"No,I’mnot!I’mseventeen,Daddy,I’maman!WhyshouldtheHunsandTurksslaughterourmenlikepigswhileI’msittingheresafeandsound?It’smorethantimeaClearydidhisbit."
"You’reunderage,Frank,theywon’ttakeyou."
"Theywillifyoudon’tobject,"Frankcounteredquickly,hisdarkeyesfixedonPaddy’sface.
"ButIdoobject.You’retheonlyoneworkingatthemomentandweneedthemoneyyoubringin,youknowthat."
"ButI’llbepaidinthearmy!"
Paddylaughed."The‘soldier’sshilling’eh?BeingablacksmithinWahinepaysalotbetterthanbeingasoldierinEurope."
"ButI’llbeoverthere,maybeI’llgetthechancetobesomethingbetterthanablacksmith!It’smyonlywayout,Daddy."
"Nonsense!GoodGod,boy,youdon’tknowwhatyou’resaying.Waristerrible.Icomefromacountrythat’sbeenatwarforathousandyears,soIknowwhatI’msaying.Haven’tyouheardtheBoerWarchapstalking?YougointoWahineoftenenough,sonexttimelisten.Andanyway,itstrikesmethattheblastedEnglishuseAnzacsasfodderfortheenemyguns,puttingthemintoplaceswheretheydon’twanttowastetheirownprecioustroops.Lookatthewaythatsaber-rattlingChurchillsentourmenintosomethingasuselessasGallipoli!Tenthousandkilledoutoffiftythousand!Twiceasbadasdecimation.
