It would be much pleasanter to go back to his dream of Mary V.
"Why, to shoot you, stupid.

Whadda yuh think ?" "I'd hate to tell yuh right to your face, but at that I may force myself to it if you hang around long enough," Johnny retorted, getting into his clothes hurriedly, for the morning was chill and bleak.
"Where's that chuck you was talking about?
Say, good golly, but you're a sorry looking bird.

I'm sure glad I ain't a soldier." "Whadda yuh mean, glad?
It takes a man to do man-size work.

That's what I mean.

Wait till about twelve of us stand before yuh waiting for the word! Lucky for you this sand makes soft digging, or you wouldn't have pep enough left to dig your own grave, see." "You seem to know.