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"
No
,
sir
.
"
"
What
are
you
talking
about
?
You
mean
they
pray
to
the
same
God
we
do
?
"
"
Yes
,
sir
.
"
"
And
He
listens
?
"
"
I
think
so
,
sir
.
"
"
Well
,
I
’
ll
be
damned
,
"
remarked
the
colonel
,
and
he
snorted
to
himself
in
quizzical
amusement
.
His
spirits
drooped
suddenly
a
moment
later
,
and
he
ran
his
hand
nervously
over
his
short
,
black
,
graying
curls
.
"
Do
you
really
think
it
’
s
a
good
idea
to
let
the
enlisted
men
in
?
"
he
asked
with
concern
.
"
I
should
think
it
only
proper
,
sir
.
"
"
I
’
d
like
to
keep
them
out
,
"
confided
the
colonel
,
and
began
cracking
his
knuckles
savagely
as
he
wandered
back
and
forth
.
"
Oh
,
don
’
t
get
me
wrong
,
Chaplain
.
It
isn
’
t
that
I
think
the
enlisted
men
are
dirty
,
common
and
inferior
.
It
’
s
that
we
just
don
’
t
have
enough
room
.
Frankly
,
though
,
I
’
d
just
as
soon
the
officers
and
enlisted
men
didn
’
t
fraternize
in
the
briefing
room
.
They
see
enough
of
each
other
during
the
mission
,
it
seems
to
me
.
Some
of
my
very
best
friends
are
enlisted
men
,
you
understand
,
but
that
’
s
about
as
close
as
I
care
to
let
them
come
.
Honestly
now
,
Chaplain
,
you
wouldn
’
t
want
your
sister
to
marry
an
enlisted
man
,
would
you
?
"
"
My
sister
is
an
enlisted
man
,
sir
,
"
the
chaplain
replied
.
