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"
A
million
all
but
one
!
"
replied
a
waggish
soldier
in
a
torn
coat
,
with
a
wink
,
and
passed
on
followed
by
another
,
an
old
man
.
"
If
he
"
(
he
meant
the
enemy
)
"
begins
popping
at
the
bridge
now
,
"
said
the
old
soldier
dismally
to
a
comrade
,
"
you
'll
forget
to
scratch
yourself
.
"
That
soldier
passed
on
,
and
after
him
came
another
sitting
on
a
cart
.
"
Where
the
devil
have
the
leg
bands
been
shoved
to
?
"
said
an
orderly
,
running
behind
the
cart
and
fumbling
in
the
back
of
it
.
And
he
also
passed
on
with
the
wagon
.
Then
came
some
merry
soldiers
who
had
evidently
been
drinking
.
"
And
then
,
old
fellow
,
he
gives
him
one
in
the
teeth
with
the
butt
end
of
his
gun
...
"
a
soldier
whose
greatcoat
was
well
tucked
up
said
gaily
,
with
a
wide
swing
of
his
arm
.
"
Yes
,
the
ham
was
just
delicious
...
"
answered
another
with
a
loud
laugh
.
And
they
,
too
,
passed
on
,
so
that
Nesvítski
did
not
learn
who
had
been
struck
on
the
teeth
,
or
what
the
ham
had
to
do
with
it
.
"
Bah
!
How
they
scurry
.
He
just
sends
a
ball
and
they
think
they
'll
all
be
killed
,
"
a
sergeant
was
saying
angrily
and
reproachfully
.
"
As
it
flies
past
me
,
Daddy
,
the
ball
I
mean
,
"
said
a
young
soldier
with
an
enormous
mouth
,
hardly
refraining
from
laughing
,
"
I
felt
like
dying
of
fright
.
I
did
,
'
pon
my
word
,
I
got
that
frightened
!
"
said
he
,
as
if
bragging
of
having
been
frightened
.
