Andtheydidturntheirbacksandlookedthroughtherailingsoftheoldchurchyard。Marcosawthattheywereobeyinganorderwhichwasnotnewtothem。TheRathadthrownhisarmupoverhiseyesandcoveredthem。Hehelditthereforseveralmoments，asifhedidnotwanttobeseen。Marcoturnedhisbackastheresthaddone。Allatonceheunderstoodthat，thoughTheRatwasnotcrying，yethewasfeelingsomethingwhichanotherboywouldpossiblyhavebrokendownunder。
``Allright！\'\'heshoutedpresently，anddroppedhisragged-sleevedarmandsatupstraightagain。
``Iwanttogotowar！\'\'hesaidhoarsely。``Iwanttofight！I
wanttoleadalotofmenintobattle！AndIhaven\'tgotanylegs。Sometimesittakesthepluckoutofme。\'\'
``You\'venotgrownupyet！\'\'saidMarco。``Youmightgetstrong。