"To know?
Always wanting to know!" he cried; "it's a disease in France, this wanting to know.

Get it well into your heads that you _won't_ know! We shall do the knowing for you! Words are done with.

There's something else beginning, and that's discipline and silence." The zeal we had felt for going to the front cooled off in a few days.
One or two well-defined cases of shirking were infectious, and you heard this refrain again and again: "As long as the others are dodging, I should be an ass not to do it, too." But there was quite a multitude who never said anything.
At last a reinforcement draft was posted; old and young promiscuously--a list worked out in the office amidst a seesaw of intrigue.

Protests were raised, and fell back again into the tranquillity of the depot.
I abode there forty-five days.

Towards the middle of September, we were allowed to go out after the evening meal and Sundays as well.