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"
Well
,
I
’
ll
be
damned
,
"
General
Dreedle
had
exclaimed
hoarsely
,
his
shaggy
gray
menacing
eyebrows
beetling
in
recognition
.
"
Is
that
a
chaplain
I
see
over
there
?
That
’
s
really
a
fine
thing
when
a
man
of
God
begins
hanging
around
a
place
like
this
with
a
bunch
of
dirty
drunks
and
gamblers
.
"
Colonel
Cathcart
compressed
his
lips
primly
and
started
to
rise
.
"
I
couldn
’
t
agree
with
you
more
,
sir
,
"
he
assented
briskly
in
a
tone
of
ostentatious
disapproval
.
"
I
just
don
’
t
know
what
’
s
happening
to
the
clergy
these
days
.
"
"
They
’
re
getting
better
,
that
’
s
what
’
s
happening
to
them
,
"
General
Dreedle
growled
emphatically
.
Colonel
Cathcart
gulped
awkwardly
and
made
a
nimble
recovery
.
"
Yes
,
sir
.
They
are
getting
better
.
That
’
s
exactly
what
I
had
in
mind
,
sir
.
"
"
This
is
just
the
place
for
a
chaplain
to
be
,
mingling
with
the
men
while
they
’
re
out
drinking
and
gambling
so
he
can
get
to
understand
them
and
win
their
confidence
.
How
the
hell
else
is
he
ever
going
to
get
them
to
believe
in
God
?
"
"
That
’
s
exactly
what
I
had
in
mind
,
sir
,
when
I
ordered
him
to
come
here
,
"
Colonel
Cathcart
said
carefully
,
and
threw
his
arm
familiarly
around
the
chaplain
’
s
shoulders
as
he
walked
him
off
into
a
corner
to
order
him
in
a
cold
undertone
to
start
reporting
for
duty
at
the
officers
"
club
every
evening
to
mingle
with
the
men
while
they
were
drinking
and
gambling
so
that
he
could
get
to
understand
them
and
win
their
confidence
.
The
chaplain
agreed
and
did
report
for
duty
to
the
officers
"
club
every
night
to
mingle
with
men
who
wanted
to
avoid
him
,
until
the
evening
the
vicious
fist
fight
broke
out
at
the
ping
-
pong
table
and
Chief
White
Halfoat
whirled
without
provocation
and
punched
Colonel
Moodus
squarely
in
the
nose
,
knocking
Colonel
Moodus
down
on
the
seat
of
his
pants
and
making
General
Dreedle
roar
with
lusty
,
unexpected
laughter
until
he
spied
the
chaplain
standing
close
by
gawking
at
him
grotesquely
in
tortured
wonder
.
General
Dreedle
froze
at
the
sight
of
him
.
He
glowered
at
the
chaplain
with
swollen
fury
for
a
moment
,
his
good
humor
gone
,
and
turned
back
toward
the
bar
disgruntedly
,
rolling
from
side
to
side
like
a
sailor
on
his
short
bandy
legs
.
Colonel
Cathcart
cantered
fearfully
along
behind
,
glancing
anxiously
about
in
vain
for
some
sign
of
help
from
Colonel
Korn
.
"
That
’
s
a
fine
thing
,
"
General
Dreedle
growled
at
the
bar
,
gripping
his
empty
shot
glass
in
his
burly
hand
.
"
That
’
s
really
a
fine
thing
,
when
a
man
of
God
begins
hanging
around
a
place
like
this
with
a
bunch
of
dirty
drunks
and
gamblers
.
"
Colonel
Cathcart
sighed
with
relief
.
"
Yes
,
sir
,
"
he
exclaimed
proudly
.
"
It
certainly
is
a
fine
thing
.
"
"
Then
why
the
hell
don
’
t
you
do
something
about
it
?
"
