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calves' feet jelly, you. It made me what I am to-day, and I'm a one-man wave o' destruction ! Hi-de-Hi!"
" Ho-de-Ho!"
" Trained Soldier Brand," says Sergeant Nelson.
" Sarnt?" says the Trained Soldier, leaping up.
" I don't want you," says the Sergeant. "I just said `Trained Soldier Brand'. Just like that. `Trained Soldier Brand.' Just as you might say :`Blind O'Iteilly' ... Come on, come on, come ON ! Ja want valets ! Ja want ladies' maids? Ja want me to powder your little bottoms with talcum and put your little shorts on for you? Get out of it ! Form up like I showed you just now, for P.T." -
We march as best we can out to the hard green fields, where a Staff Sergeant waits for us-an Army Heavyweight Champion of practically everything, with the body of a boxer turned wrestler, the eye of a kind man embittered, and the face of an executioner who is kind to his children when off duty.
He bites off jagged spikes of verbiage and spits them out like fish-bones.
" Came close. Listen to me. First of all I want to have. A few words. With you. Pay attention."
His grim grey eyes look us over; rest approvingly upon the huge thews of Hodge and the long, quick boxing-muscles of Bullock; appraise the wiriness of Johnson, the sedentary slenderness of Old Silence, the stolid suet of Shorrock, the ranginess of the WireHaired Boy from Widnes, the neglected average torso of Dale. He rests a great dark hand for an instant on Thurstan's shoulder. Thurstan bobs up and back like a hammer in a piano, tense and defensive. The Staff

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