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"
Will
that
be
all
,
sir
?
"
asked
the
chaplain
.
"
Yeah
,
"
said
Colonel
Cathcart
.
"
Unless
you
’
ve
got
something
else
to
suggest
.
"
"
No
,
sir
.
Only
…
"
The
colonel
lifted
his
eyes
as
though
affronted
and
studied
the
chaplain
with
aloof
distrust
.
"
Only
what
,
Chaplain
?
"
"
Sir
,
"
said
the
chaplain
,
"
some
of
the
men
are
very
upset
since
you
raised
the
number
of
missions
to
sixty
.
They
’
ve
asked
me
to
speak
to
you
about
it
.
"
The
colonel
was
silent
.
The
chaplain
’
s
face
reddened
to
the
roots
of
his
sandy
hair
as
he
waited
.
The
colonel
kept
him
squirming
a
long
time
with
a
fixed
,
uninterested
look
devoid
of
all
emotion
.
"
Tell
them
there
’
s
a
war
going
on
,
"
he
advised
finally
in
a
flat
voice
.
"
Thank
you
,
sir
,
I
will
,
"
the
chaplain
replied
in
a
flood
of
gratitude
because
the
colonel
had
finally
said
something
.
"
They
were
wondering
why
you
couldn
’
t
requisition
some
of
the
replacement
crews
that
are
waiting
in
Africa
to
take
their
places
and
then
let
them
go
home
.
"
"
That
’
s
an
administrative
matter
,
"
the
colonel
said
.
"
It
’
s
none
of
their
business
.
"
He
pointed
languidly
toward
the
wall
.
"
Help
yourself
to
a
plum
tomato
,
Chaplain
.
Go
ahead
,
it
’
s
on
me
.
"
"
Thank
you
,
sir
.
Sir
—
"
"
Don
’
t
mention
it
.
How
do
you
like
living
out
there
in
the
woods
,
Chaplain
?
Is
everything
hunky
dory
?
"
