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"
What
’
s
come
over
you
?
"
"
Ah
!
you
do
know
,
don
’
t
you
?
A
change
—
a
bloody
big
storm
of
a
change
.
You
are
only
feeling
the
outmost
waves
.
"
"
You
worry
me
,
Ethan
.
You
really
do
.
You
’
re
wild
.
"
"
Do
you
remember
my
decorations
?
"
"
Your
medals
—
from
the
war
?
"
"
They
were
awarded
for
wildness
—
for
wilderness
.
No
man
on
earth
ever
had
less
murder
in
his
heart
than
I
.
But
they
made
another
box
and
crammed
me
in
it
.
The
times
,
the
moment
,
demanded
that
I
slaughter
human
beings
and
I
did
.
"
"
That
was
wartime
and
for
your
country
.
"
"
It
’
s
always
some
kind
of
time
.
So
far
I
have
avoided
my
own
time
.
"
I
was
a
goddam
good
soldier
,
potkin
—
clever
and
quick
and
merciless
,
an
effective
unit
for
wartime
.
Maybe
I
could
be
an
equally
efficient
unit
in
this
time
.
"
"
You
’
re
trying
to
tell
me
something
.
"
