his eyes he soon fell asleep despite his wound.

"Now, having caught your Austrian, what are you going to do with him?"
said Carstairs to John.

"Nothing for the present, but later on I'll have him taken down one of
the transverse trenches to a hospital. Maybe you think I'm foolish,
Carstairs, but I've an idea that I've made a friend, though I didn't
have that purpose in view when I went out for him. I never think that
anybody hates me unless he proves it. People as a rule don't take the
time and trouble to hate and plot."

"You're right, Scott. Hating is a terribly tiresome business, and I
notice that you're by nature friendly."

"Which may be because I'm American."

"Oh, well, we English are friendly, too."

"But seldom polite, although I think you're unaware of the latter
fact."

"If a man doesn't know he's impolite, then he isn't. It's the intention
that counts."

"We'll let it go, but I've a strong premonition that this Austrian boy
is going to do me a great favor some day."

"I have premonitions, too, often, but they're invariably wrong. Now, I
see an orderly coming. I hope he hasn't a message from Captain Colton