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WAR "What do you make of it? Why were we to think him a child? Too much or too little here?"

He touches his head.

"Too little," nods the officer.

"I don't agree with you. But the boy?"

"Maybe," nods the second in command.

Then the officer says to Dave:

"What were you doing down in Virginia, my little boy?"

"Eating and drinking and sleeping, my tall old man," says Dave. "What are you doing up in Maryland?"

"Trying to find out what you are doing there!"

"Well, go on," says Dave. "I'm sorry for you."

"Why?" asks the officer.

"You don't look like you loved work."

"What's your business?" asks the soldier.

"Loafing," says Dave.

"And how long has that been your business?" 114