Page 7, ll 7-13: I felt Morel was quite likely a deserter; but as we availed ourself of the dark Kazlari beer in a low hut as far from the encampment as we could get, I figured there was no point getting myself in a tizzy about it. After all I had never seen service in the trenches and it sounded like he had. He smoked continuously and we talked for several hours, as free as it was possible to be in Kazlar with the Bloody Baron’s army in town. We drank to France and England, Vive la Révolution, and God save the King - oddly contradictory sentiments but no matter. We drank until we were rather horribly drunk. And somehow we
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I felt Morel was quite likely a deserter; but as we availed ourself of the dark Kazlari beer in a low hut as far from the encampment as we could get, I figured there was no point getting myself in a tizzy about it. After all I had never seen service in the trenches and it sounded like he had. He smoked continuously and we talked for several hours, as free as it was possible to be in Kazlar with the Bloody Baron’s army in town. We drank to France and England, Vive la Révolution, and God save the King - oddly contradictory sentiments but no matter. We drank until we were rather horribly drunk. And somehow we