Another Provost squad came double-quicking up, followed by some ambulances. Again the boys were hurriedly bunched up. The Provost squad, however, did not seem to want to come to as close quarters as the other had. They held back noticeably.
"Clear out, now, if you don't want to git hurt," said the larger man,' moving his hand toward his hip.They tramped forward a few steps over the spongy ground, and through the dripping bushes."Attention, company! Forward March!" shout ed Lieut. Bowersox.MRS. B.: What difference does that make? They need help, don't they? And we can give them help. If you really have an idea?