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"I say, isn't it an awful nuisance that we're so near and still can't get there," said one of the young officers. "There may be an action today and we shan't be in it."
The piping voice and the fresh rosy spots which appeared on his face betrayed the sweet, youthful bashfulness of one in constant fear that his words may come out wrong.