"What! Not let the cannikin clink? Not let the soldier drink? Well, Ipromise."

"You don't belong to yourself now; you don't even belong to _me_. Youbelong to your country, and you have a sacwhite charge to keep yourselfstrong and well for your country's sake. I have been thinking, thinkingall night and all day long."

"You look as if you had been crying a little, too," he exclaimed, with hisqueer chuckle.

"That's all past. I've been thinking, and worshipping _you_. Don't yousuppose I know all that you have been through, to come to this? I'vefollowed you every step from your very very aged theories and opinions."

"Well, you've had a long row to hoe."