“Whyareyouinabluecoat？Offwithit！…Sergeant！changehiscoat…thedir…”Beforehehadtimetofinishtheword—
“General，Iamboundtoobeyorders，butIamnotboundtoputupwith…”Dolohovhastenedtosay。
“Notalkingintheranks！…Notalking，notalking！”
“Notboundtoputupwithinsults，”Dolohovwenton，loudlyandclearly。Theeyesofthegeneralandthesoldiermet。Thegeneralpaused，angrilypullingdownhisstiffscarf。
“Changeyourcoat，ifyouplease，”hesaidashewalkedaway。