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"
You
better
eat
,
"
I
insisted
.
"
Some
scrambled
eggs
--
they
'll
go
down
easily
.
"
"
Ca
n't
eat
.
Oh
,
that
dirty
,
dirty
so-and-so
.
"
He
began
cussing
out
Zim
in
a
low
,
almost
expressionless
monotone
.
"
All
I
asked
him
was
to
let
me
go
lie
down
and
skip
breakfast
.
Bronski
would
n't
let
me
--
said
I
had
to
see
the
company
commander
.
So
I
did
and
I
told
him
I
was
sick
,
I
told
him
.
He
just
felt
my
cheek
and
counted
my
pulse
and
told
me
sick
call
was
nine
o'clock
.
Would
n't
let
me
go
back
to
my
tent
.
Oh
,
that
rat
!
I
'll
catch
him
on
a
dark
night
,
I
will
.
"
I
spooned
out
some
eggs
for
him
anyway
and
poured
coffee
.
Presently
he
began
to
eat
.
Sergeant
Zim
got
up
to
leave
while
most
of
us
were
still
eating
,
and
stopped
by
our
table
.
"
Jenkins
.
"
"
Uh
?
Yes
,
sir
.
"
"
At
oh-nine-hundred
muster
for
sick
call
and
see
the
doctor
.
"
Jenkins
'
jaw
muscles
twitched
.
He
answered
slowly
,
"
I
do
n't
need
any
pills
--
sir
.
I
'll
get
by
.
"
"
Oh-nine-hundred
.
That
's
an
order
.
"
He
left
.
Jenkins
started
his
monotonous
chant
again
Finally
he
slowed
down
,
took
a
bite
of
eggs
and
said
somewhat
more
loudly
,
"
I
ca
n't
help
wondering
what
kind
of
a
mother
produced
that
.
I
'd
just
like
to
have
a
look
at
her
,
that
's
all
.
Did
he
ever
have
a
mother
?
"
It
was
a
rhetorical
question
but
it
got
answered
.
At
the
head
of
our
table
,
several
stools
away
,
was
one
of
the
instructor-corporals
.
He
had
finished
eating
and
was
smoking
and
picking
his
teeth
,
simultaneously
;
he
had
evidently
been
listening
.
"
Jenkins
--
"
