Chautonvilleby Will Levington Comfort
Format of Original Source: Short Story
Recommended Adaptation Length: 45 Minutes
Candidate for Adaptation? Not Reviewed
You want me to sing to them for courage–as it were? Chautonville questioned.
I had marked his voice. I saw now that he needed all the thickness of throat and bust–that he used it all. I hoped they would not send me away with a message….
“You want me to walk up and down the trenches?”
He puffed his cheeks and blew out a long breath–as if enjoying the effect of the steam in the icy light.
“Are they under fire?” he asked.
“You see them from here–how silent they are! The enemy does not fire until we reach the valley.”
So he made no bones about his fears. Nothing of the charge would be required of him. He could withdraw after his inspiration…. Hate was growing within me. God, how I came to hate him
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