They'd eaten the last of their field rations that morning, and his attention kept returning to his hunger. He looked at the prisoner; she was staring at it, trembling visibly. It seemed to him he hadn't really gone tosleep again, and that no more than twenty minutes could have passed,when Platoon Sergeant Tok's voice barked out. Colonels, Voker said, I suggest we all go to base headquarters.
The young man took them, glanced at them, and handed them back. About the T'swa. He turned his back on them and speeded up, trotting briskly. After several minuteshe cut it off, and waited till he saw the guidon of Battery C, one of 7thRegiment's howitzer batteries, the last unit before the sleigh column.
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