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"
I
can
’
t
tell
you
how
disappointed
I
am
in
you
.
"
"
For
what
?
"
persisted
the
chaplain
more
fiantically
.
"
What
have
I
done
?
"
"
For
this
,
"
replied
the
major
,
and
,
with
an
air
of
disillusioned
disgust
,
tossed
down
on
the
table
the
pad
on
which
the
chaplain
had
signed
his
name
.
"
This
isn
’
t
your
handwriting
.
"
The
chaplain
blinked
rapidly
with
amazement
.
"
But
of
course
it
’
s
my
handwriting
.
"
"
No
it
isn
’
t
,
Chaplain
.
You
’
re
lying
again
.
"
"
But
I
just
wrote
it
!
"
the
chaplain
cried
in
exasperation
.
"
You
saw
me
write
it
.
"
"
That
’
s
just
it
,
"
the
major
answered
bitterly
.
"
I
saw
you
write
it
.
You
can
’
t
deny
that
you
did
write
it
.
A
person
who
’
ll
lie
about
his
own
handwriting
will
lie
about
anything
.
"
"
But
who
lied
about
my
own
handwriting
?
"
demanded
the
chaplain
,
forgetting
his
fear
in
the
wave
of
anger
and
indignation
that
welled
up
inside
him
suddenly
.
"
Are
you
crazy
or
something
?
What
are
you
both
talking
about
?
"
"
We
asked
you
to
write
your
name
in
your
own
handwriting
.
And
you
didn
’
t
do
it
.
"
"
But
of
course
I
did
.
In
whose
handwriting
did
I
write
it
if
not
my
own
?
"
