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"
I
've
had
an
eye
on
him
this
long
while
,
"
said
the
other
.
"
Well
,
he
's
a
poor
sort
of
soldier
...
"
"
But
in
the
Third
Company
they
say
nine
men
were
missing
yesterday
.
"
"
Yes
,
it
's
all
very
well
,
but
when
a
man
's
feet
are
frozen
how
can
he
walk
?
"
"
Eh
?
Do
n't
talk
nonsense
!
"
said
a
sergeant
major
.
"
Do
you
want
to
be
doing
the
same
?
"
said
an
old
soldier
,
turning
reproachfully
to
the
man
who
had
spoken
of
frozen
feet
.
"
Well
,
you
know
,
"
said
the
sharp-nosed
man
they
called
Jackdaw
in
a
squeaky
and
unsteady
voice
,
raising
himself
at
the
other
side
of
the
fire
,
"
a
plump
man
gets
thin
,
but
for
a
thin
one
it
's
death
.
Take
me
,
now
!
I
've
got
no
strength
left
,
"
he
added
,
with
sudden
resolution
turning
to
the
sergeant
major
.
"
Tell
them
to
send
me
to
hospital
;
I
'm
aching
all
over
;
anyway
I
sha
n't
be
able
to
keep
up
.
"
"
That
'll
do
,
that
'll
do
!
"
replied
the
sergeant
major
quietly
.
The
soldier
said
no
more
and
the
talk
went
on
.
