THREE:"Blamed if I'll do it," said the Sergeant. "He can take off my stripes, and be blest to him. You said just what I think, and what we all think, and I ought to stand by you. I've a notion to go right back in the room and tell him I won't do it, and pull off my stripes and hand 'em to him, and tell him to take 'em and go to Halifax."Norma paced to the window and looked out, but the day was gray: she saw only her own reflection. "Something happened," she murmured. "Iguess I had too much to drink. I wanted to talk."
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