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@@@@@Many times he would wake up the next day in the bed of a strange woman, or in the gutter, or on the sofa in the parlor of his small frame houseAnd rarely would he remember what had happened to him
Now he emptied the last few drops of the third canteen and sighed noisilyHis voice had become very thick"What in the hell are we gonna do now, men?" he asked
Croft swayed to his feet and laughed againHe had been chuckling to himself all afternoon"I'm gonna sleep," he announced
Wilson shook his head, and leaned forward, holding Croft's leg"Sergeant -- Ah'm gonna call ya sergeant 'cause you're so goddam chicken -- sergeant, you got no call to be hittin' the sack 'cause it ain't even gonna be dark for an hour yet, maybe two
Gallagher smiled lopsidedly"Don't ya see that fuggin Croft is blind now?"
Croft leaned down and grasped Gallagher by the collar"I don' care drunk I am, none you men got a call to talk to me that way, none of you men He pushed Gallagher back suddenly"I'm rememberin' just what the hell you say His voice trailed off"I'm rememberin', wait till tomorrow He stopped and laughed again, and then walked a little uncertainly toward his tent
Wilson rolled the empty canteen back and forth"What the hell we gonna do?" he asked again
"Damn liquor go too fast," Martinez saidHe was beginning to feel very gloomy at the thought of how much money he had spent
Wilson leaned forward"Listen, men, Ah got an ideaY'know them Japs've got those rollin' whorehouses they bring right up to the lin
